When Her Death Couldn't Break Him novel Chapter 537

Chapter 537 Leave It To Me
“Go on.”

“I have a hunch that Mr. Rainsworth's disappearance might have something to do with Mr. Nicholas. I have no problem approaching the Murdock family and a few others, but when it comes to Mr. Nicholas—” Mason seemed somewhat troubled.

It was rather inappropriate for him, a mere subordinate, to pay Nicholas a visit.

Besides, he couldn't possibly visit that many places in a single night.

Before he could finish speaking, Cecilia nodded and said, “All right. Leave it to me.”

“Okay.” Mason urged again, “If you encounter any difficulties, feel free to seek help from Mdm. Elena.”

Mason knew that Elena would certainly not stand by idly if Nathaniel were in trouble.

Cecilia nodded.

Only then did Mason feel at ease, leading his people straight to find the Murdock family.

Regardless of whether Nathaniel was taken away by someone from the Murdock family or not, the trouble that befell Nathaniel after the banquet was undeniably linked to the Murdock family.

Half an hour later, the members of the Murdock family were surrounded by a swarm of intimidating bodyguards, causing Ethan to come out in a state of panic.

“Mr. Sanders, what's this about?”

Mason didn't bother with small talk. “Where is Mr. Rainsworth?”

“How would I know where your employer is, Mr. Sanders? Did you lose him?” Ethan teased, using humor to mask his anxiety.

Ethan then looked out at the throng of people, shrouded in darkness, feeling somewhat puzzled. Hasn't Nathaniel already lost all his power and influence? How does he still have so many followers?

Upon hearing his tone, Mason instinctively adjusted the gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose. Without missing a beat, he swiftly caught hold of Ethan's wrist. With a swift yank backward, a disconcerting cracking sound echoed through the air. That was the unmistakable sound of a bone being dislocated.

“Ah!” Ethan let out a desperate cry, hastily saying, “Mr. Sanders, let's talk this out calmly. I really have no idea where Mr. Rainsworth is.”

Mason's gaze darkened. “Do you want to lose your other hand, too?”

Ethan bore the pain and said, “Even if you were to render both my hands useless, I still wouldn't know where he is.”