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.

tidied, Charles was stunned. With a serious look on his

Cedrick’s expression darkened. “No.”

our noses suggests a significant influence backing them. What if they harm Gwen?

and yet you seem so eager to take my place. Are you trying to usurp my position? I’m still alive, in case you

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

be well aware of your own hidden motives. Take care of your godson and ensure his safety. I’ll go

me with you? After all, I am the director of the Central

to take care of Benny. I can only entrust him to you. However, if you fail to take good care of him and cause me any trouble, it will only put Gwenny in

Charles kept mum.

Nine, led by Jasper, had already assembled. Cedrick turned

through the woods for over ten minutes

a stark

suits remained eerily silent as well, refusing to divulge any

blindfolded, Gwendolyn’s heightened auditory senses picked up

beneath her feet felt different, more like expensive marble tiles rather

the abductors had taken her to a fancy place. Aren’t they supposed to lock me in

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

seat felt soft to the touch, with a texture resembling

situation unfolding before her. Did they kidnap me or invite me here as

the sudden burst of bright light. It took her a

mansion before her, and she found herself sitting on a couch

head and saw a middle-aged man in a tailored suit. He looked roguish

on a

slightly as he exchanged a glance with his

displaying an unusually polite attitude, approached Gwendolyn, removed the rag in her mouth, and poured her a cup of

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. Please accept my apologies for the untidiness, Mrs. Jenson,”

the table. She scoffed, “Mr. Kron, do you truly expect me to drink

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