Chapter 97 My Role Isn’t Appropriate for This

Yvette turned and saw Damian holding her arm.

“What did you just say about Whitney? She’s missing?”

She glanced at him briefly, then shifted her gaze to Noel who stood next to them.

“Whitney w

went back to change her clothes over an hour ago. I tried calling her, but it’s not connecting. I’m worried something happened to her.”

Noel frowned slightly. Damian quickly tried calling Whitney’s phone, but all he heard was a mechanical

voice saying, “The number you’ve dialed is unreachable. Please try again later.”

Since he couldn’t reach her, Damian’s face grew serious. “Is she avoiding me again?”

‘Mr. Howard, I think you know very well why she’d want to avoid you. But right now, whether she’s

avoiding you or if something else happened, we don’t know,” Yvette replied coldly and strode off in the direction of the lodges.

Damian pressed his lips together, then quickly followed her.

“Aren’t you going to check on her?” Thomas looked at Noel, surprised he hadn’t moved.

“My role isn’t appropriate for this, Noel replied evenly.

Plus the Quinn family’s Manor had sufficient security, so Whitney shouldn’t be in danger.

Just then, the Manor manager, Owen Caldwell, hurried past them, instructing his team. “Make sure to increase patrols tonight. Our guests are all VIPs, we can’t afford any accidents!”

arm. “What’s going on? Did

seen them with Caleb and knew they were VIPs, so

anyone suspicious, please call the police immediately. But don’t worry,

before he could finish, Noel was already running toward

a coincidence…” Thomas muttered under his breath and realizing Yvette had gone In the same

and Damian reached Whitney’s cabin, Noel and Thomas had also

was lit, indicating someone

hear noises coming

moved to knock on the door but Thomas pulled her

are you doing?”

hals at Appropriate for

You don’t

“I’ll call

and quickly understood the gravity of the situation, and realized something

wrong.

there. I have to get her!” She struggled to get free.

who was fixated on

tried the doorknob, and found it locked. From inside came faint, muffled sounds of distress, and his

hard.

violently, hanging precariously from

the first to enter, with Yvette pushing Thomas, shouting “Whitney!” as she

they froze at the sight before them.

disarray, like a scene from

pain, a pool of blood spreading beneath him, staining the white

clutching a fruit knife as she pointed it at the man with terror in her eyes.

to take the knife from her. She

at me. I’m Damian.”

finally seemed to snap out of it, turning slowly to see Damian. She collapsed and cried out, “I’m

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