Chapter 250
“Well…” Vance fidgeted. “T–There is something at the company. I need to head out.”
Any further explanation would only compound the excuses and heighten the embarrassment.
Midway through his departure, he turned back. “Mr. Wilcox.”
Elton smiled politely. “Anything I can help you with?”
“Do you happen to know…” Vance found it difficult to ask about Josette’s whereabouts from an outsider.
But if he didn’t ask, he’d never find out. So, after a moment of hesitation, he went on, “Do you know where she went?”
Elton shook his head regretfully. “I’m afraid not. It’s been a while now. I have no idea where she is, and you..”
He caught him because, apparently, Vance had no idea, too.
“Thank you anyway.” Vance forced a smile, but the unspoken question lingered in his mind.
Rebecca had gone abroad, and Josette had vanished. He didn’t even know where they were and had to ask strangers. How absurd was that?
Following his blackout, he had no clue where his car was, nor could he linger and wait for his driver to pick him up. He was far too unkempt.
He called a ride instead. His previous order had originated from Catherine’s complex to Josette’s house. Judging by the timestamp, he had spent the entire night at that gate.
He rubbed his temples, unable to remember the details.
The restaurant was near Catherine’s residence, so starting the ride from there made sense. Perhaps they had escorted her home.
He felt terrible. His clothes carried the damp residue of evaporated rain. His pants clung soggily and were muddied. He needed to get home for a shower and a change of attire.
The ride arrived. As he opened the door to enter, the driver shot him a disdainful stare.

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