Chapter 1248
Chapter 1248:
Hearing the words on the phone, Annabel frowned and asked anxiously, “What happened? Ask for the details p>
Rupert nodded and questioned the caller immediately. “What happened? When did she go missing p>
“It happened two hours ago. I was about to bring snacks to her room, but she didn’t answer when I knocked. I asked the receptionist for help to unlock the door, and the room was empty. After reviewing the surveillance footage, I saw that Michelle left right after taking a phone call. You’re the only person whose p>
…number I know, Mr. Benton. Please help us find Michelle!” the bodyguard pleaded, his voice tight with frustration.
Rupert frowned, convinced the man was being sincere. After ending the call, he immediately dialed his own head bodyguard and ordered, “Princess Michelle is missing. Assemble a team and search every corner of Douburgh. Don’t hold back p>
He slipped his phone into his pocket, then turned to Annabel. Placing a steady, reassuring hand over hers, he said, “Michelle is Calvert’s daughter, and she’s missing. I have to make sure she’s safe. Otherwise, I won’t be able to face my friend p>
Understanding the seriousness of it, Annabel nodded. “I understand. Shopping can wait. We need to find her as soon as possible. I’m worried too p>
Without wasting any more time, they hurried through the busiest parts of Douburgh. Whenever they saw someone who might have noticed anything, they asked about Michelle. But even after searching the entire evening, they came up empty-handed—just like Rupert’s bodyguards. No one seemed to know a thing about where Michelle had gone.
Disheartened, Rupert and Annabel returned home with no leads. Restlessness gnawed at them both. Rupert kept calling Michelle’s bodyguard, his brows drawn tight with worry.
Around eight-thirty, Rupert’s phone rang again. An unfamiliar number flashed on the screen.
Annabel straightened at once and moved closer, both of them staring at the device. Rupert hesitated, but his instincts told him the call was about Michelle. He answered.
“Hello,” he said cautiously.
“Rupert Benton?” A strange voice came through the line, distorted by an electronic voice changer.
“Who is this? What do you want p>
A burst of harsh, eerie laughter crackled through the phone. “I’m calling to inform you that Princess Michelle is spending some time with us. You’re the only contact on her phone. If you want to rescue her, come to the island of Wellden and get her p>
“Michelle! What have you done to her?” Rupert’s heart lurched at the sound of her name, but he forced himself to remain composed.
Impatience seeped into the kidnapper’s voice as it suddenly turned sharp. “We’ve been watching her for days. Since she’s a little princess from Europe, it seemed only right to squeeze some money out of her. Unfortunately for us, you’re the only contact we have. Spare me the chatter. If you want her alive, come to the island within two hours. Don’t bring anyone, or we’ll end her life p>
With a sharp click, the kidnapper hung up, leaving Rupert and Annabel frozen in shock.