She was indeed shivering with cold, but leaning against Trevor’s warm chest, Janelle Mills completely lost the fear she had just experienced in a life-and-death situation.
All she felt was comfort, and sadness... Thinking of Jocelyn Morgan, she felt sad.
The rain was still falling, so Trevor couldn’t help but quicken his pace.
It’s winter, and the river water is already icy cold. Trevor was soaked, but he didn’t seem to feel the chill; he just didn’t want her to catch a cold.
Janelle Mills extended her arms to wrap around his neck. Trevor glanced down at her, "We really should have checked the almanac before leaving this ti."
Surviving a calamity deserves celebration, bringing good fortune.
But with Jocelyn Morgan missing... everyone’s mood was still heavy.
She leaned closer to him, unwillingly recalling how Trevor had held her like this last night, compared to the joy and happiness of last night.
At this mont, Janelle Mills’s nose felt sour, wanting to cry, "Is Jocelyn dead..."
Trevor walked quickly, his eyes stung; he didn’t answer.
Holding her, he walked step by step towards the inn through the wind and rain!
He stared ahead, his cold eyes as deep as an ancient well, wondering how could there be such a venomous woman?
Early in the morning, Ian Shelby mustered the courage to call Finn Morgan, first apologizing, then telling him about Jocelyn’s disappearance.
"What?! Missing?" Finn Morgan was in the Kingston Group president’s office, "How could a good person disappear? Couldn’t find her overnight?"
Not far away in the office chair, Justin Kingston raised his eyes, "..." Who is missing?
Ian Shelby, who was sleepless all night, kept apologizing on the phone, looking a bit weary.
"I understand." Finn Morgan couldn’t bear to bla, "I will co over right away, send the exact location."
"Who is missing?"
Watching Finn Morgan hang up the phone, Justin Kingston asked him.
"Jocelyn went to the old town with Dr. Shelby; he just went to the bathroom and when he ca out, Jocelyn was nowhere to be seen." Finn Morgan quickly typed on the keyboard, saving and sorting urgent docunts.
Justin Kingston’s heart skipped a beat. He imdiately closed the laptop and stood up, saying to Jerry Garcia, who had just entered the door, "Prepare the helicopter, hand over the company’s affairs to you, and send these urgent docunts to the finance departnt later."
"Yes." Jerry Garcia didn’t know what had happened but imdiately picked up the penholder to dial a number, "Prepare the machine."
Just as Finn Morgan stood up, Mia Lane entered with a docunt, Justin Kingston and Finn Morgan quickly walked out.
"Where are you going?" She saw a hint of urgency on the two n’s faces.
Finn Morgan glanced at Justin Kingston, informing her about Jocelyn Morgan’s disappearance in the old town.
"What?" Mia Lane couldn’t believe it, "Jocelyn disappeared? Why are you just now being inford about such a big thing?"
And it happened yesterday?! What’s Ian Shelby doing?
"Dr. Shelby just said it now." Finn Morgan quickly walked out, "Let’s keep it from my parents for now!" He feared the old ones couldn’t bear it.
"Wait! I’ll go with you!" She quickly handed the docunt to Jerry Garcia and turned to chase after them.
Thus, Justin Kingston, Mia Lane, and Finn Morgan, accompanied by a professional search and rescue team, took a helicopter and hurried to the old town!
The old town was shrouded in drizzle, with rain droplets still falling, it seed like a corner forgotten by the world.
Rain-washed clean bluestone road.
Trevor’s subordinate dragged Vera Ford forward. Whenever she resisted too hard, he would slap her!
Soon, Vera Ford’s face was swollen from the slap, forcing her to behave, while she cursed internally, dammit, does this man have violent tendencies!
Soon he saw several people standing by the riverbank not far away, one of them was Ian Shelby, holding a large black umbrella, appearing sowhat lonely and desolate.
Since he didn’t return to the inn last night, his phone automatically shut off after calling Finn Morgan.
Trevor’s subordinate couldn’t get in touch with him, so he dragged Vera Ford all the way here.
Mr. Trevino’s instructions must be completed, hand the woman over to Dr. Shelby!
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