PopularNovelChapter 124 Cynthia Lynwood felt a whirl of emotions as she led Aaron to the seaside café.
Standing at the entrance, she said, "This is the place." Last night, the thought of Aaron and Serena's upcoming wedding left her restless. She could no longer use her illness as an excuse to keep Aaron by her side. It was as if she were an ant scurrying on a hot pan, desperate and frantic.
Just when she thought there was no way out, she stumbled upon a figure that looked exactly like Evelyn. Cynthia had spent a year in close company with Evelyn and couldn't possibly mistake her.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAaron pushed open the café door, slipping the staff a generous tip. In return, they handed over the previous night's surveillance footage. Aaron slowly scrolled through the timeline as Cynthia had instructed. Suddenly, his eyes widened, fixated on a red figure at the café's entrance.
The figure faced away from the camera, revealing only the silhouette and a glimpse of a profile. It was impossible to confirm the identity. Yet, the resemblance to Evelyn was uncanny.
Aaron's eyes narrowed sharply. Could his sister, who had been presumed dead for seven years, still be alive? Meanwhile, at the hotel, William had lost count of how many times he had watched the sfootage. He clicked play once more.
Frederick rubbed his tired eyes and stopped William, "Let's take a break. We've watched this over thirty times. Whoever it is, they're cautious and likely familiar with the hotel. Otherwise, how could they only capture a silhouette?" William massaged his temples. He desperately needed rest. Since Serena's disappearance, he hadn't slept a wink.
"What about the vehicles coming and going? Any new developments?" he asked.
"None," Frederick replied. "That day was Aaron's wedding, attended by everyone from Alderburg. All cars were checked, no issues found." William's gaze darkened, the gentleness fading to reveal a more calculating side.
"If someone took Serena for money, we should've heard something by now, but there's been no sign at all..." "You suspect it's not a kidnapping?" Frederick pondered aloud. "But if it's not, then what's the motive?" William shook his head, his mind a tangled mess, more chaotic than when he learned his resources had been divided by his brothers.
"Keep searching. We must find her!" he declared, his words firm and resolute.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmFrederick glanced at William's determined profile and sighed. Right now, it was all they could do.
Serena opened her eyes to find herself lying on a pristine white bed. The sheets were fresh laundered, carrying a faint scent of detergent. She sat up, taking in the warmly decorated room, momentarily bewildered. Next to the bed were her favorite gardenias. Just then, a gentle woman's voice cfrom outside the door.
"Joy, check if the young lady is awake. If she is, bring her the meal."
Serena's expression shifted rapidly.
Had she been sold off to sm remote place? Straining h her ears, she could hear the sound of waves crashing. Was she on an island?
Her eyes scanned the room for a potential weapon but found none. Reluctantly, she picked up a small stool and positioned herself by the door, holding her breath and waiting for it to open.
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