Lily Winslow was still young. Although a bit spoiled, she had never done anything bad.
Essentially, she was an immature young girl, and in Watt Bennet’s eyes, she wouldn’t lie to him.
He believed her words.
Moreover, given Sumr Sutton’s personality, walking away in a fit of anger and avoiding eye contact was very possible.
Sumr left, and Watt left the Winslow Family shortly after.
After he returned, he didn’t think about the matter again.
Until three days later, when Marshall Quinn suddenly called him.
"Young master, do you know where Miss Sutton went? She hasn’t been to the office for several days, and she hasn’t answered any of my calls. I’m really worried."
"What did you say?" Watt tightened his grip on the phone.
"I said, it’s been three days without a word from Miss Sutton. I really couldn’t think of where else she might be, so I called you." Marshall repeated.
"Why didn’t you tell sooner about such a big thing?" Watt shouted quietly into the phone, irritably adjusting his tie, trying hard to stay calm, "Arrange for soone to search right now! Do you hear ?"
"Understood, understood, I’ll arrange it right away." Panic-stricken, Marshall hung up and quickly returned to his desk, making urgent calls to everyone within his reach.
Watt stood stiffly in front of the office’s floor-to-ceiling window, anxiously tugging at his tie again and again.
Sumr Sutton had been missing for three days, and no one had noticed!
Three whole days passed, and if sothing had happened to her, even the rescue ti could have been missed.
Not knowing what happened to Sumr Sutton, Watt’s mind was in chaos.
He tapped his pen against his head repeatedly, compelling himself to calm down, and after pondering with a grim expression, he suddenly raised his face.
Three days?
That was precisely when their argunt at the Winslow Family took place.
After the conflict, Watt noticed that the direction she initially left in was not towards the Winslow Family gate.
After quietly contemplating for a mont, it was as if he had been struck on the head, prompting him to wheel himself quickly out of the office building.
...
An abandoned room in the Winslow Family house.
Sumr Sutton sat hugging herself on the carpet, her eyes blankly staring out the window.
The sunlight outside was bright. Early sumr’s dawnlight was still good, yet it was unusually quiet.
For three days, no one had been to the room she was in.
Even after shouting until her voice nearly broke, no one ca.
As ti dragged slowly on, Sumr Sutton’s heart sank to the bottom.
If no one ca, would she die here?
Having neither eaten nor drunk for three days, Sumr’s consciousness was starting to blur.
In her daze, there were several tis she felt herself about to drift off to sleep.
But she was afraid that once she fell asleep, she wouldn’t wake up again.
She still had so many things left undone, a huge pile of responsibilities on her shoulders. She had Unity waiting for her at ho, and her father’s company, not yet under her na.
Leaving like this, Sumr Sutton was unwilling.
During these three days, she had thought of countless ways to escape.
Thought of using the window, but there were no tools in the room, and she couldn’t dismantle the security bars.
She thought about kicking the door down, but being a naturally weak woman, and without food for days, she didn’t have the strength.
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