Chapter 880
Due to it being in a certain angle, the surveillance only showed the footage of Catelyn being taken away by Eugene's people, followed by Alfred chasing after them, apparently trying to save her.
Cedrick suppressed his suspicion and quickly pulled the surveillance video to the end, eager to see who was the one that got shot.
The moment the driver fired his weapon, Catelyn rushed over to save Alfred. While trying to protect her, Alfred hugged her tightly in his arms.
When the sound of the gunshot was heard, the both of them were still embracing each other tightly.
So, who got shot?
Cedrick's heart tightened, and when he saw the two embrace each other, his eyes darkened immediately.
Why was Alfred with Catelyn? Was he not here in search of his own fiancee?
Why did Catelyn desperately try to save him in such a critical life-and-death situation?
With countless doubts growing in his heart, Cedrick asked coldly, "Has Eugene been captured?"
"Well, we searched over the places where he would usually hang out, but we couldn't find him. We will try harder to look for him!"
Perhaps he was hiding somewhere at the moment, plotting the next step.
Cedrick tugged on his tie irritably and said solemnly, "Drive faster!’
Eason had already floored the pedal to the bottom. The car could not go any faster at this point. Eason put his hands tighter on the steering wheel as he looked at Cedrick's mood, understanding that he was worried about his wife.
When the car approached the foot of the mountain where Catelyn's cell phone signal had disappeared, misty snowflakes started appearing around the environment.
It was snowing around the foot of the mountain, and the road was pretty wet.
Eason did not dare to speed up his driver. If the car skidded and rolled over, not only would they be trapped, but precious time to save Catelyn would also be wasted.
Thinking about this, he decelerated the speed of the car as much as possible within a controllable range.
Passing a sharp turn, a red Leving was seen driving slowly ahead.
The driver of the Leving was humming an unknown tune, with one hand resting on the window side while controlling the steering wheel with the other.
Eason was too focused on searching for Catelyn’s whereabouts, not realizing the red Leving ahead.
As soon as they drove past it, Cedrick's gaze swept across the driver of the red Leving, and his eyes narrowed.
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