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Chapter 11
Word by word, like a thunderclap exploding in Donte’s cars, he stood frozen on the spot.
At twelve o’clock, a taxi, that faint “Ms. Crosby“…
All the memories that were ignored by him have all resurfaced.
The confused manager was still explaining incessantly.
“Actually, even if I didn’t call Ms. Crosby, it seems like she was already aware. She asked me a lot of questions that day and before leaving, she gave me a box to pass on to you tonight.”
With that, the manager handed over the items.
Looking at the ring box he handed over with both hands, Donte felt like he couldn’t breathe.
He trembled as he opened it, and at a glance, he saw the dazzling engagement ring.
Beside it, there was also a pink button.
He stared at the button fixedly, and suddenly remembered a complaint from Phoebe three days ago
when they left the hotel.
“Next time, take it easy outside. You pulled off all the buttons on my clothes, and I almost ended up
exposed.”
He remembered the dress that he had torn open with his own hands and helped put on, it was pink.
Donte’s blood began to flow backwards throughout his body.
He grabbed the manager’s collar, his eyes bulging to the maximum due to bloodshot.
“What happened on which date?”
“Third, three days ago, Ms. Crosby came over at 2 o’clock in the afternoon and didn’t leave until 5
o’clock.”
Upon hearing this answer, Donte was on the verge of collapsing.
He snatched the ring and dashed to the garage like a madman.
He ran through more than ten red lights, sprinting all the way, and he got home within ten minutes.
The villa next door was brightly lit, and he broke in directly.
A few brothers dug three feet underground and turned the house upside down, but still didn’t find anything related to Maeve.
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Seeing him coming, everyone quickly surrounded him.
“Donte, not a single strand of hair was found, I really don’t know where Maeve went!”
“I also had someone check, and Maeve’s name is not on the list of passengers who have left Crowmount in the past month.”
The successive bad news that came one after another plunged Donte’s heart straight into the abyss.
He picked up his phone in a fluster and called Maeve, but there was only a cold shutdown tone.
All the messages sent were rejected, with a large number of red exclamation marks, which made him dizzy.
The brothers had never seen him in such a state before, and they all started comforting him, talking
all at once.
“Donte, pull yourself together. The person just left not long ago, you still have time to go and find
them.”
“Yes, yes, we can definitely locate her phone directly. We will be able to find it.”
Upon hearing these ideas, Donte reluctantly regained a shred of sanity.
He quickly sent a message to his secretary, asking her to find out.
An hour that felt like a year later, the secretary replied.
“Mr. Leblanc, we found Ms. Crosby’s phone in the trash bin at the bus station. We have intensified the screening of the passenger list for incoming passengers, but there are unregistered taxis outside the station, which may lead to inaccuracies.”
It cannot be considered as good news.
But compared to being completely clueless, it is much better.
Donte couldn’t sit still at all. Ignoring his brothers‘ advice, he went straight to the bus station.
As soon as I arrived there, the secretary handed me a cleaned phone..
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