Chapter 33: Chapter 33

“I’m sorry, sir.

I haven’t found out where she is.

After she left the hotel, she seemed to have vanished into thin air.

Even her phone has been encrypted to protect her privacy.

We tried everything, but we still can’t track her.

”

Nathaniel took a long drag from his cigarette, looking sullen.

Vanished into thin air?

His men were all professionals, yet they couldn’t pinpoint Lucinda’s current location.

Was someone secretly helping her?

Could it be Cyrus?

Frowning, Nathaniel barked in a cold, harsh voice, “Keep looking for her.

And have someone investigate Cyrus Simmons as well.

Inform me as soon as you find her.

”

“Yes, sir.

”

Flynn nodded, but there was a trace of reluctance in his eye.

Seeing that Flynn hadn’t moved, Nathaniel glared at him impatiently.

“Why are you just standing there? Anything else you want to tell me?”

Flynn hesitated for a while.

In the end, he bit the bullet even if he knew that what he had to say would irritate his boss.

“I’m just getting more and more confused.

You’ve divorced your wife, but you still care so much about her.

You’re even willing to neglect Miss Turner for her sake.

What on earth are you thinking?”

Nathaniel became livid.

He picked up the glass ashtray from the table and threw it at Flynn’s feet, smashing it to pieces.

“f@ck off!” he roared.

Flynn didn’t need to be told twice.

Nathaniel had to smoke two more cigarettes to calm down.

His surroundings were soon shrouded in smoke.

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Feeling somewhat hungry, he then stood up and headed for the fridge.

It was stocked with all sorts of food, all of which were his favorites.

All of a sudden, he fell into a daze.

It suddenly occurred to him that over the past three years, whenever he came back home, Lucinda was always there to greet him with a smile.

She would take his coat and say, “You’re back! You must be tired.

Are you hungry? There’s food on the table.

”

But Nathaniel had never taken her seriously.

He’d simply glance at the food she had prepared, sneer, and then retire to his room.