Chapter 173
Chapter 173:
“Now,” Kyson snapped, a tight frown creasing his brow.
An important evening meeting had been scheduled long in advance, yet Kyson changed his flight without hesitation, ensuring he would miss it entirely. Bruno, left with no choice, remained behind in Jucridge.
During the entire drive, Kyson’s fingers kept drifting to his watch, each passing minute tightening the unfamiliar knot of anxiety in his chest. “Kailey, please — just be safe,” he murmured under his breath, his voice rough with worry.
At the same time, Devin burst through the villa doors in a breathless rush, only to find the halls eerily empty, with no trace of Kailey anywhere. “Damn it,” he hissed, jaw clenched as he spun on his heel and headed back out.
Karol, baffled by his frantic behavior, caught his arm and demanded, “What’s happening p>
Panic clawed at Devin’s chest, yet he forced his expression into something casual, unwilling to alarm the rest of the Blake household. “Nothing. Mr. Blake just misplaced something important. If I don’t track it down before he returns, I’m the one who’ll be in serious trouble.” Before Karol could even process the explanation, Devin’s figure had already vanished down the corridor.
He rushed to the property management office, breath uneven, and insisted on pulling up the surveillance feed from the villa’s entrance. On the grainy screen, Kailey appeared — then a shadowy figure lunged forward, a hand clamping over her mouth as she was dragged away.
A sharp twitch pulled at Devin’s eyelid as he leaned closer to the monitor. “Is there another camera? You can’t see their face from this angle p>
Icy dread swept through the monitoring room, leaving every staff member stiff and pale. They had only let their attention drift for a brief second, yet in that tiny lapse, a disaster had unfolded. Everyone living in this complex carried immense wealth and influence. If anything truly serious happened, not even their lives would be enough to repay the loss.
𝗕𝘦 р𝗮r𝗍 𝗼𝘧 o𝗎𝗋 𝘤om𝘮𝘶𝘯іt𝘆 𝗈n
“I can’t do anything about it,” one of the staff stammered, trembling as he jabbed a finger toward the screen. “This is the clearest footage we have. Look at this person — their eyes never even show. How are we supposed to identify a face from this p>
Frustration twisted Devin’s expression as he seized his hair in both hands, fury flashing in his eyes. “Damn it! Who the hell is this? When I find you, you’re going to regret it for the rest of your life p>
With a sharp breath, he yanked out his phone, urgently dialing the police before reporting the situation to Kyson.
The plane engines were already humming, minutes away from departure. Kyson listened to Devin’s report in silence, one hand pressed against his temple. The longer he stayed quiet, the heavier the tension weighed on Devin’s chest. Restless energy drove Devin to pace in tight circles, forcing out steady words meant more to calm himself than anyone else. “Miss Evans will be fine. They’re obviously after money — we’ll hear from them soon p>