Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Chapter 661

Cedrick knitted his brows, maintaining a composed expression as he analyzed the situation.

Only a few individuals in Chanaea possessed the capability to defeat Gwendolyn unless her adversaries deployed a significant number of elite fighters. However, such a course of action would be highly conspicuous, attracting unnecessary attention within the hospital.

Alternatively, the other party might be armed.

Cedrick’s heart clenched as if someone was gripping it. The disheveled hospital room showed no signs of blood or any traces of violence, and he hoped that his suspicion would turn out to be unfounded.

Another possibility popped into his mind. Gwenny intentionally surrendered, offering herself as bait. Otherwise, Benny wouldn’t have been left behind in the closet. They would have taken them together.

After organizing his thoughts on the matter, he let out a deep sigh, feeling helpless and blaming himself for the risk his wife had undertaken.

Benedict continued to cry, his small mouth pouting. His soft and delicate sobs echoed his father’s distressed state.

Cedrick patiently comforted the baby, while his peripheral vision caught sight of a spilled pile of milk powder under the table.

He walked over, crouched down, and examined the traces of powdered milk.

His slender and graceful fingers touched the powder, twirling it between his fingertips, while his gaze darkened with contemplation.

Since Nico had worked tirelessly throughout last night and had just returned home to catch up on some sleep, Cedrick didn’t want to burden him with the task of investigating this incident.

“Contact Team Nine’s leader, Jasper, and instruct him to assemble a squad of ten soldiers. Also, bring a military dog,” he ordered.

“Yes, sir!”

While waiting for Jasper to quickly organize his team and Charles to arrive and take over, Cedrick comforted the baby.

Charles raced to the hospital, and in under ten minutes, he arrived at the baby’s ward.

disarray in the room that had yet to be tidied, Charles was stunned. With a serious look on his face, he immediately inquired, “Did you manage

Cedrick’s expression darkened. “No.”

if they harm Gwen? Didn’t you enjoy putting up the image of a loving husband

“Charles, my wife is missing, and yet you seem so eager to take my place. Are you trying to usurp my position? I’m

words. “Now is not the right time to get jealous. Finding out where Gwen is, should be our top

stern expression, placing Benedict in Charles’ arms. “You should be well aware of your own hidden motives. Take care of your godson and ensure

and reluctance. “Can you take me with you? After all, I am the director of the Central Intelligence Agency, and my skills could

agents from the Federal Bureau of Investigation are equally skilled,” Cedrick replied, giving him a cautious look. “I don’t trust the inexperienced officers at the bureau to take care of Benny. I can only entrust him to you. However, if you fail to take good care of him and cause

Charles kept mum.

Jasper, had already assembled.

walking through the woods for over ten minutes while being held hostage, Gwendolyn finally

crisply as she stepped on the stone bricks, a stark contrast to the muddy paths she

the men in suits remained eerily silent as

senses picked up the crisp

more like expensive marble tiles rather than

Aren’t they supposed to lock me in some abandoned cottage in

her mind, Gwendolyn was led into a house. The men in suits held her shoulders, guiding

texture resembling fabric and

situation unfolding before her. Did they kidnap me or invite

momentarily blinded by the sudden burst of bright light. It took her

opened her eyes, she saw a luxurious mansion before her, and she found herself sitting on a couch in

saw a middle-aged man in a tailored suit.

a couch, was puffing

and murky eyes narrowed slightly as he exchanged a glance with his subordinate

the rag in her mouth, and poured her a

and I oversee an underground enterprise in Salinsburgh. Welcome to my private mansion, which, I must admit, has been neglected and is not in its finest state.

cold as she cast a glance at the coffee on the table. She scoffed, “Mr. Kron, do you truly expect me to drink the coffee when my hands are still bound? And isn’t it rather excessive to resort to such measures just to invite me

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