In the downpour, Cedrick followed Swain to see Gwendolyn’s car that went off-road.

It was a light green Maserati.

Since Gwendolyn loved green, he gifted her this limited edition car for their third anniversary.

It was indeed her car.

With his red-rimmed eyes, he stared fixedly at the damaged car. The raindrops got caught on his eyelashes, blurring his vision.

He always remembered how Gwendolyn cherished this car. She would drive the car almost every day, yet it remained pristine as if it were brand new.

Just what did she encounter in Orchidbay Tunnel that made her car spiral out of control?

A group of soldiers from the Federal Bureau of Investigation surrounded the car. Braving the rain, they inspected the car for any signs of suspicious stuff.

Taking an umbrella from the person beside him, Swain silently stood by Cedrick’s side, shielding the latter from the rain.

Cedrick’s aura was so heavy that it beat the gloominess of the rain. Feeling his heart breaking for Cedrick, Swain stared at his boss.

“Don’t worry, Boss. Mrs. Jenson is capable. No one is inside the car, anyway, which proves she’s still alive. We can surely find her.”

Enduring the pain, Cedrick spoke, his voice hoarse.

“How’s the search going? Have you searched around the canyon?”

Looking down, Swain let out a sigh. “Mrs. Jenson’s car lost control before the rain started. Luckily, we found the car earlier. Otherwise, the heavy rain would’ve washed away the traces of the car. There’s mud everywhere now, so it’s hard for us to find any traces, but we’ve already checked the area and even have a tracking dog with us. We found no bloodstains, so Mrs. Jenson should be unharmed.”

Slowly, Cedrick heaved a sigh of relief.

No bloodstains. Unharmed. These are good news.

“Continue searching. Arrange a tow truck and bring this car back for inspection. See if there are any additional fingerprints or footprints on the car.”

of the car herself or was forced by

encountered an uncontrollable, dangerous situation would she voluntarily speed

tightened his

was upset that Gwendolyn spoke up for Charles. Little did he know that she would

should’ve been

Mr. Jenson. We found Mrs. Jenson’s phone

lost in

police sealed the device inside a transparent

it, Cedrick stared at

he touched the phone with his

her phone was switched off. Rather, it had a weak signal, as she was out of

tracker was still functioning; Swain could easily find

he thought about it. “This is not Gwenny’s phone,” he

happened, someone else was in

breath hitched. “If that’s not hers, then… could Mrs. Jenson

they found her, anything could be

phone to Swain, Cedrick coldly instructed, “Call for a tow truck and return

“Yes.”

already turned around and left in the

him, and he was also concerned about Gwendolyn. Obeying Cedrick’s instruction, he arranged

the other side, Cedrick did not walk too far from

saw that the call was

lost in his thoughts and just stared at the screen instead of

disappearance would be a series of

related to the tragic massacre of

were at the laboratory, comforting Benedict and Zendaya. They were waiting for news from Cedrick, but what could he tell

he stared

could not be found—that was the

Charles’ call

Don’t bring them back to the Jenson residence; just let them sleep in the lab. Have Nico go to Harrick Villa and pack some

forced himself to remain composed,

he could even put his phone away,

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