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

if she encountered an uncontrollable, dangerous situation would she

self-loath, Cedrick tightened his fists, his

for Charles. Little did he know that she would go missing

been

Jenson. We found Mrs. Jenson’s

lost in thoughts,

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

stared at

brows, he touched the phone

Gwendolyn’s phone countless times, but it did not indicate that her phone was switched off. Rather, it had a weak signal, as she was out of

the phone being shattered, the GPS tracker was still

the more he thought about it. “This is not Gwenny’s phone,” he stated in a heavy

happened, someone else

breath hitched. “If that’s not hers,

found her, anything could be

to Swain, Cedrick coldly instructed, “Call for a tow truck and return to the Federal Bureau of Investigation. Overlook no

“Yes.”

was about to offer him the umbrella, Cedrick already turned around and left in

broke for him, and he was also concerned about Gwendolyn. Obeying

walk too far from the scene

out, he saw that

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

disappearance would be a series of difficult

her disappearance be related to the tragic massacre of

waiting for news from Cedrick, but what could he tell

a daze, he stared at the phone

be found—that was

his distress, he declined Charles’ call

to Harrick Villa and pack some clothes for the kids. As for the

were trembling, he forced himself to remain composed, smoothly typing the text message before sending it

could even put his

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