Five Years Wasted Now They Beg Her Back novel Chapter 551

"Hold on," he said, his voice lethal. "I don't care who it is. If they so much as touch a hair on Gianna's head, I'll tear their lives apart."

Grace bit her lip hard, forcing herself to stay calm.

"The security cameras are down," Grace muttered, her thoughts slowly crystallizing. "Damien, cameras don't just randomly break. If this was a kidnapping for ransom, we would have gotten a call by now. If there's no call..."

A suffocating wave of despair washed over her.

"Then they're after her specifically," Damien agreed, his tone grim.

"Or they're after what we uncovered today."

They locked eyes, the dangerous reality of the situation settling between them.

If this was about stopping their investigation into the past, then Gianna was in even graver danger.

They sped back to the Clarke family estate.

The entire household staff was gathered in the living room, heads bowed and trembling, terrified to even breathe.

Old Mrs. Clarke sat rigid on the sofa, her cane gripped tightly, her expression furious.

The front doors flew open. Damien strode in like a force of nature, Grace close on his heels.

"Where is she?" Damien's predatory gaze swept over the trembling staff. "Where was Gianna seen last?"

A young maid shakily raised her hand. "By... by her rocking horse."

"Show me!"

The group rushed out to the back gardens.

Next to the rocking horse lay a single, pink stuffed bunny.

It was Gianna's favorite toy, the one she always slept with.

Grace picked up the dirt-smudged bunny and clutched it to her chest.

"Gianna..." she whispered, her voice breaking.

"There are footprints here." Damien crouched down, examining the shallow, muddy impressions left on the ground.

It had been raining for two days; anyone sneaking into the gardens from the outside would have definitely stepped in the mud.

Following the general direction of the tracks, they arrived at the base of the perimeter wall.

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