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.

yet to be tidied, Charles was stunned. With a serious look

Cedrick’s expression darkened. “No.”

calm? The audacity of those individuals to cause trouble right under our noses suggests a significant influence backing them. What if they harm Gwen? Didn’t you enjoy

on his face. “Charles, my wife is missing, and yet you seem so

that, Charles was bereft of 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

with you? After all, I am the director of the Central Intelligence Agency, and my skills could be of

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 me any

Charles kept mum.

had already assembled. Cedrick

for over ten minutes while being held hostage, Gwendolyn finally arrived at their

bricks, a stark contrast to the muddy paths she had previously walked on. Looks

journey while the men in suits remained eerily silent as well, refusing to divulge any

up the crisp sound of her high

felt different, more like expensive marble tiles

seemed the abductors had taken her to a fancy place. Aren’t they

house. The men in suits held her shoulders, guiding

soft to the touch, with a texture resembling fabric and cotton. Am I sitting on a

perplexed, struggling to comprehend the situation unfolding before her. Did

was momentarily blinded by the sudden burst of bright light. It took her a while to get used to the blinding light before lifting

a luxurious mansion before her, and she

a middle-aged man in a tailored

reclining languidly on a couch, was puffing

eyes narrowed 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

to my private mansion, which, I must admit, has been neglected and is not in

do you truly expect me to drink the coffee when my hands are still bound? And isn’t it rather excessive to resort to

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