Chapter 280: Vanished Into Thin Air?

“Yes, General Hawthorne. I’m on it.”

Richard was taken aback. He hung up the phone and quickly sent people to investigate. This was the first time he had heard such a tone from Frederick in all the years he had followed him. He didn’t know what had happened, but he moved with all possible haste to find out.

After hanging up his phone, Frederick stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in Claire’s room, expressionlessly gazing at the starry sky outside. He couldn’t help but imagine intimate scenes between Claire and Antony: kisses, naked entanglements, passionate lovemaking – scene after scene played out in Frederick’s mind. Somehow, he felt a void in his heart, as if a hole had been dug out and filled with stones. His blood was pumping, but the stone in his heart refused to budge.

Úrodorick stood silently by the window for what felt like an eternity. He supposed… For a man, the most intolerable thing was a woman betraying him, especially since Claire was his fiancée. In Frederick’s eyes, Claire was his; she couldn’t be with another man.

Finally, the ten minutes were up. Frederick picked up his phone and dialed Richard. “What’s the status?”

“What? Nothing? It’s been ten minutes, and you still haven’t found anything? Normally, this is resolved in five minutes. What’s going on?”

Richard was in the midst of a frenzy, directing his subordinates, when Frederick’s call came through. He answered immediately. “General Hawthorne… I… I…”

“Go ahead!” Frederick was agitated. Richard’s hesitation only fueled his anger.

“I haven’t found anything. I’ve mobilized every resource at my disposal, but there’s nothing,” Richard reported the truth cautiously.

“What?” Frederick couldn’t believe his ears.

Chapter 280: Vanished Into Thin Air? How could they not find anything?

He headed the Kingstown Security Department, which had the utmost authority. Anyone still in Kingstown should have been located within ten minutes, unless…

“General Hawthorne, I don’t know why. Normally, tracking someone’s whereabouts takes us three to five minutes. After all, we control the entire security of Kingstown. Unless this person… isn’t in Kingstown. I’ve also checked all transportation methods, but there’s no record of Ms. Prescott leaving.”

To be honest, Richard didn’t want this result. But everything pointed to it being the only possibility. In theory, they should have been able to track Claire’s movements unless she had left Kingstown.

As soon as Richard reached this judgment, he sent people to check every intersection, highway, and any means of leaving Kingstown. Strangely, there was no news of Claire.

Frederick clenched his fists tightly and was silent for a long while, then roared into the phone, “Keep looking! Find Claire even if you have to turn Kingstown upside down!”

They couldn’t find Claire in Kingstown, nor any record of her departure. So where was she? Had she vanished into thin air?

Chapter 280: Vanished Into Thin Air? Impossible!

“Yes, sir!” Richard unconsciously saluted the phone, responding loudly.

After hanging up, Richard immediately dispatched more people to search. “Send out all available manpower. Even if we have to turn Kingstown inside out, we will find Ms. Prescott!”

Frederick stood by Claire’s window all night, sleepless, waiting for Richard’s investigation results. Richard’s team searched all night and found nothing. Only Caroline slept soundly. She even had a beautiful dream, dreaming that she had married Frederick as she wished. After marriage, they had a son and a daughter, and from then on, they lived a very happy life. Finally, Caroline woke up with a laugh. When she opened her eyes, she realized it was just a dream.

“If only it were true!” Caroline sighed in disappointment. But thinking about Claire falling off the cliff and dying, never to return or appear before Frederick again, Caroline was quite pleased.

“Frederick must think Claire didn’t come back last night because she was intimate with Antony,” she thought to herself, chuckling involuntarily.

Meanwhile, Frederick was still standing in Claire’s room.

“How is it going? Have you found anything?”

He watched as the stars faded, the moon set, and the sun rose, then called Richard.

Frederick asked again, “Where is Antony? Don’t tell me you haven’t found him either. You’ve found nothing all night? If that’s the case, Richard, you don’t need to be my aide anymo…”

He had just finished speaking when he heard a sudden crack, the sound of a phone hitting the floor.