As the daylight gradually faded into darkness and street lights illuminated the streets, Cillian's heart was as cold as ice. Holding onto the last shred of hope that he had just missed her when he came out, he returned to the guest house.

Perhaps she had already returned home and was waiting for him to join her for dinner. That had to be it.

The town had beautiful scenery, and many Daburineans came to visit. Maybe those people did not even realize they had seen Lucy. Cillian could only console himself with various excuses. He could not bear the thought of losing Lucy.

It would drive him insane. He could kill someone if that happened.

With a glimmer of hope, Cillian returned to the guest house in a daze.

It was eerily quiet, and the dishes on the table had already gone cold. Maggie had been waiting for Cillian and Lucy the entire time.

Neither Maggie nor Britney had touched their food. After Cillian returned, Maggie approached him anxiously.

"How did it go? Did you find Ms. Quinn?"

question. He stammered,

his response. She sighed and shook her

missing. How could a woman like

sat down unsteadily, gripping the chair for

Lucy have gone? Had those assassins already

Lucy's room was neat and tidy, and he had searched every

bloodstains. If Lucy had been forcibly taken away, she would

daylight, with many people strolling in the garden every day, it was

have the chance to resist. What were they going to do to

just thinking about it, but he forced himself to remain

to find Lucy as soon as possible. Since there were no bloodstains, Lucy should be safe for the time being. The sooner he found her, the less risk she

is delaying her. "Let's not be too pessimistic. Why don't you sit down and eat first? After that, we'll go out and look for her with you," Maggie

in this town, he believed that at least one

coat and

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