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.”

got out of the car herself or was

an uncontrollable, dangerous situation would she voluntarily

self-loath, Cedrick tightened his fists, his

upset that Gwendolyn spoke up for Charles. Little did he know that she would go missing a few hours

been

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

lost in thoughts, someone rushed toward

the fingerprint or any usage traces, the police sealed the device inside a transparent bag and handed

Cedrick stared at

touched

times, but it did not indicate that her phone was switched

tracker was still functioning; Swain

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

else was in her

hers, then… could Mrs.

they found her, anything could be

Swain, Cedrick coldly instructed, “Call for a tow truck and return to the Federal Bureau

“Yes.”

when Swain was about to offer him the umbrella, Cedrick already turned around

concerned

Cedrick did not walk too far from the

his phone out, he saw that the call was from

thoughts and just stared

followed Gwendolyn’s disappearance would be a series

Could her disappearance be related to the tragic massacre of the

for news from Cedrick, but

in a daze, he stared

wife could not be found—that was

distress, he declined Charles’ call

back to the Jenson residence; just let them sleep in the lab. Have Nico go to Harrick Villa

to remain composed, smoothly

even put his

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