“I-is that so…? I’ve deeply troubled you, Mr. Schuyler! I’ll send someone over immediately!”
All the color seemed to have drained from his face as he hurriedly said, “According to the Schuyler family, Yunus has gone missing in the Salford Province!”
“…Huh? W-what should we do then?!”
“For now, I’m sending someone over there. Tell Second to immediately send someone there as well!” replied the man in an anxious voice.
“Second? But he…”
“First and I can’t leave. Our only option is to have a family member personally deal with the matter. For that reason, it should be fine for Second to represent the family there. I’ll tell Mr. Hobson to follow him as well!”
Hearing that, the woman simply nodded.
Meanwhile, Gerald finally arrived at the cliff on his helicopter.
The cliff was deep and according to the report from his subordinates, they could hardly find complete pieces of the car, let alone its two passengers.
Hearing that, Gerald could only smile wryly.
This was a textbook example of the phrase, ‘even when the heavens send calamities upon us, there is still hope to weather through them; yet when a man brings calamity upon himself, there is no escaping it’.
Yunus had truly brought his own demise upon himself!
At that moment, Gerald’s phone began ringing. It was Tyson.
Knowing that taking extra precautions wouldn’t hurt, Gerald had ordered him to personally guard over Queta ever since he came to the Salford Province.
Picking the call up, Gerald then asked, “What is it?”
“Miss Smith has already awoken, Mr. Crawford. While she’s only suffering from a mild concussion, she’s mostly fine. However…”
As Tyson continued speaking, his voice grew softer and softer.
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