Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick) novel Chapter 660

Chapter 660 Cedrick Grows Suspicious

Though Gwendolyn's mouth was stuffed and the blindfold was still over her eyes, she heard the report clearly.

She let out a small sigh of relief, although her heart skipped a beat at the thought of Benedict hiding in the ward's closet.

Silently, she hoped that the guards Cedrick had sent would soon notice the unusual situation in the ward, retrieve Benedict from the closet, and ensure his safety.

As the van drove on, Gwendolyn tapped her fingers and calmly estimated the duration of the journey.

Throughout the journey, the men did not speak, displaying exceptional discipline and cohesion.

Gwendolyn could not help feeling even more curious about their employer.

After approximately forty minutes, the van stopped. The men removed the rag in Gwendolyn's mouth and dragged her out of the vehicle.

Gwendolyn expressed her displeasure, reprimanding them in a low voice, “Show some respect to a lady. Haven't you been taught to be gentle and considerate?”

The men were taken aback.

These days, it seems like the hostages are becoming more arrogant than the kidnappers themselves.

“Your fate is in our hands, you know. You should be more polite.”

Gwendolyn remained fearless, her voice calm yet icy. “You've taken me as a hostage to leverage something from Cedrick, and he will be furious if I suffer even the slightest harm. I believe you understand the consequences better than I do. You should treat a hostage like me with care, as you would handle fragile cargo. Do you understand?”

Although she was blindfolded and bound, stripped of her freedom, her commanding presence remained intact, leaving the men in suits astonished.

The men, being subordinates unaware of their employer's intentions, decided it was safer to comply with Gwendolyn's instructions and handle her with care.

“Let's go, Ms. Harris.”

With the help of two men, Gwendolyn started forward. Though she could not see the route ahead, her hands, bound behind her back, were not idle.

Before coming here, she had grabbed a handful of Benedict's milk powder.

Every ten meters or so, or when she turned a corner, she would slacken her grip ever so slightly and drop off some milk powder.

As the milk powder was incredibly light and prone to dispersing in the slightest breeze before reaching the ground, Gwendolyn held on to the hope that Cedrick would bring a search dog to track her down once he discovered she had been abducted.

It was evident that she was treading upon bare earth when she felt its crumbly texture beneath her feet. Occasionally, the sound of snapping branches accompanied her steps, indicating that she was being led into the depths of the forest.

She contemplated solemnly, considering her plan and what awaited her ahead.

As Cedrick and Swain alighted the vehicle, the former received a call before they could even enter the Federal Bureau of Investigation's building.

It was the cop he had assigned to stand guard at the hospital.

Cedrick frowned. Realizing that something was wrong, he answered the call without hesitation.

Almost immediately, the voice on the other end of the line reported, “Mr. Jenson, something has happened. There are clear signs of a severe altercation in the ward. Mrs. Jenson is missing, and Mr. Benedict was found placed in a closet. He was crying loudly, possibly due to hunger. Otherwise, we wouldn't have known where he was.”

Cedrick's heart skipped a beat as his attention was immediately caught by the news of his wife's disappearance.

A layer of frost settled upon his chiseled features, and his dark eyes gleamed with a menacing intensity. “Review the surveillance footage immediately. Find out where she went,” he commanded.

“Yes, sir. I have already dispatched someone to review the hospital's surveillance footage, and we should receive an update shortly. Furthermore, I've assigned two nurses to search the ladies' room to determine if Mrs. Jenson is still within the premises,” the cop reported promptly.

Cedrick's heart clenched as he forced himself to stay calm.

I must have faith in Gwendolyn's jiu-jitsu skills. It wouldn't be easy for any harm to befall her. It hasn't been very long since she went missing, so she should still be safe.

“Secure the entire hospital. Inform the director that I will shut down this facility if any harm comes to my wife.”