Chapter 220
Chapter 220:
Wesley’s instincts sharpened the instant he realized something was wrong. Gabriela had always been dependable, and even on leave she never once let her phone go silent.
Without hesitation, he instructed, “Find out the real reason she took leave today, Billy p>
Billy gave a crisp nod and quickly dialed a number, arranging the investigation. After a short exchange, his expression tightened ever so slightly. “Please send the footage right away p>
The call ended, and within moments the video file arrived. Billy scanned the footage before handing his phone to Wesley. “Mr. Moss, the surveillance footage that had been deleted is finally back p>
Several days ago, Gabriela had returned from visiting Farley with a scraped elbow. She tried to laugh it off, but Wesley wasn’t convinced. His unease made him order Billy to look into it.
Billy had gone in person to check the cameras from that day, only to realize part of the footage had been tampered with. He’d immediately brought in experts to recover what was lost. Today, the missing pieces were finally restored.
The screen revealed a red car hurtling straight toward Gabriela. She narrowly evaded disaster, twisting aside just in time. The evasive move left her elbow grazed—but it had spared her life.
Wesley’s fingers curled into a hard fist, the veins on the back of his hand faintly visible. “Whose car is that?” His voice carried a sharp edge.
Billy answered carefully, “The license plate was deliberately covered, so we can’t trace it for now p>
A heavy silence followed as Wesley lowered his gaze, a storm of tension radiating from him. “By any means necessary, this person must be found p>
𝘙е𝗰о𝗆𝘮е𝘯𝗱 g𝖺𝘭𝘯𝘰vеlѕ.𝘤о𝗺 t𝗈 yоu𝗿 𝘧r𝗶еո𝘥𝗌
Billy inclined his head, steady and confident. “You can rest assured, Mr. Moss. That particular car model is a limited edition—only fifty exist worldwide. Within our borders, just five were sold. I’ve already set a full investigation in motion p>
Wesley gave a brief nod before his eyes locked on the young man appearing in the footage. His expression sharpened. “Wasn’t that Stewart? Why would he show up there of all places p>
n the footage, Stewart Williams extended his hand to lift Gabriela, but she stepped back, deliberately keeping space between them.
“Perhaps Mr. Williams just happened to be passing,” Billy offered in a steady tone. “There’s no connection between him and Miss Haynes p>
Not long ago, Erik from the Williams Group had mistaken Gabriela for someone he knew, but Billy had already confirmed Stewart was a stranger to her. Despite the explanation, Wesley’s eyes darkened, displeasure carved deep across his face.
“Send out more people,” he instructed, voice sharp. “Before the night’s over, I want to know exactly where Gabriela has been p>
“I’ll see to it right away,” Billy assured him.
Meanwhile, Gabriela made her way to the cemetery, the cold air carrying a faint scent of damp earth. It was the anniversary of her mother’s death.
With both hands, she carried a bouquet and laid it gently before the gravestone. Her gaze caught on something unexpected.
Another bouquet rested there already—a delicate arrangement of white roses and gardenias. The blossoms were fresh, their petals still jeweled with droplets of water. Someone else had been here today, honoring her mother’s memory.
Gabriela frowned, uncertain. Could it have been Josh, or maybe Farley?