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Capital City was under a day-long drizzle, the sky weighed down by dark clouds where thunder and lightning darted amidst the heavy layers.
It gave an inexplicable impression of a storm brewing, with wind sweeping through lofty buildings!
In Baron Lawrence’s villa, Scott Harris lightened his footsteps, quietly went past, and softly asked, “Lord, has the young master fallen asleep?
Tobias Clark had spent the entire day crying himself to sleep, waking to find Enna Clark still not back, and crying again.
He wasn’t wailing loudly, but was crying softly in a way that tugged at the heartstrings, as if he were desperately suppressing his vulnerabilities and fear.
The sight was heartrending to watch.
After spending the entire day and night thus, Scott Harris felt unusually distressed.
He wished he could immediately find Enna and bring her back.
If they didn’t find Ms. Clark soon, he feared both the young master and the Lord would break down.
Especially the Lord who hadn’t slept or eaten in an entire day and night. For the whole day, except for soothing the young master to sleep, he had been smashing things, shouting at people, and ordering searches. Scott felt that at this rate, the Lord’s mental state wouldn’t hold up much longer!
He didn’t fear anything else, but he was afraid that the paranoiac symptoms he’d barely managed to treat would relapse.
Baron Lawrence sat on the sofa, half-hidden in the shadows, emanating an unwelcoming aura. It only softened a bit when he heard mention of Bobby, “He is already asleep.”
Scott Harris really didn’t want to break the news, but he had to, “I’m sorry, my Lord.”
A whole day and night had passed!
It was enough time even to dump a body after a murder!
Yet they hadn’t found anything!
Baron Lawrence slammed his fist on the coffee table, stood up, kicked over the wastebin in front of him, his face cold enough to rival the icebergs of Siberia, and growled hoarsely, ” ‘I’m sorry’ isn’t what I want to hear, I want to know her whereabouts! Where is she now!”
“My Lord, I’m sorry. We’ve checked all the highway entrances in Capital City, there’s no record of that license plate number passing through. And in Capital City, there’s no trace of that car…”
Baron Lawrence’s chest undulated violently, he clenched his thin lips, and suddenly said, “Give me the phone, I’m calling the Old Master.”
“My Lord?” Scott Harris was taken aback.
Of course, he knew who the Old Master that Baron Lawrence was referring to was, but once the call was made, both Ms. Clark and the young master would be exposed.
Given the Old Master’s personality, the path ahead for Ms. Clark and the Baron might…become difficult.
“Give it to me!” If he could think of it, how could Baron Lawrence not have thought of it?
It’s just that Baron Lawrence couldn’t care about all that now!
All he wanted was for Enna Clark to be safe!
As long as that woman was safe, he didn’t care what punishment awaited. Nor did he care how difficult the path ahead would be together with her!
All he wanted was for her to be alright!
As long as she was alright, everything else could wait!
Scott Harris handed him the phone.
No one knew what the person on the other end of the phone said, but half an hour later, Baron Lawrence put down the phone, rubbed his temples with a grave expression, and said, “It’s okay, the Old Master has agreed to look into it.”
As long as he agreed to help look into it, even if Enna had flown into the sky, they would find her immediately.
Thinking about what he had just promised, it felt as if an invisible, ginormous hand was clutching at his heart, putting him in utter discomfort.
Looking at his expression, Scott Harris dared not disturb him. He stood silently aside, the guarding statue that he was.
The night was long, and this night was destined to be anything but tranquil..