Chapter 600
“You call this nothing?” Kyson’s fingers flexed at his side. “Do you really believe you erased every trace?”
A folder was swept off the desk and hurled in her direction. She tried to dodge, but the sharp edge clipped her cheek. A red mark appeared instantly, the sting spreading across her skin.
Kyson stood there with an expression of ice. His eyes paused on the mark on her face. He wondered if Lyman had already paid her a visit.
Candice had pushed him past his limit. He had been raised to respect women. But not everyone deserved that courtesy.
“Watch her,” Kyson said coldly.
“Yes,” Devin responded.
Kyson turned and walked out.
Candice tilted her head slightly and let out a quiet laugh once he was gone. “Go ahead and dig all you want.” Kailey was probably already dead. Kyson would never find her. Neither he nor the other man would ever get the chance to cherish her again.
Kyson stepped out of the building and got back into the car. His eyes felt raw and swollen from days without rest.
A few minutes later, Devin returned after giving instructions. He started the engine. “Sir, where to?”
“Back.”
Devin froze for a second. Back where? Back to the river? A heavy feeling settled in his chest. If this kept going, Kyson would destroy himself before anything else did.
Before he could ask further, the phone in the back seat rang. Kyson glanced at the screen and answered. “What is it?”
“Any progress?”
Kyson swallowed. “No.” They had searched downstream. They had knocked on doors. No one had seen anything.
“This situation has already exposed too much. Candice won’t speak now. And whoever planned this is probably on guard. I checked Zenith Group’s chairman — there’s nothing unusual. He’s in Fustrewana attending a symposium. This might not be connected to him.”
If that was true, then their first assumption had been wrong.
Kyson pressed his fingers against the bridge of his nose and stayed silent.
Was Candice the mastermind? Impossible. She might have claimed she came back for him, but her focus had always been Kailey. He was only part of the picture. As for the chairman’s involvement, there was no clear answer.
Suddenly, Kyson went still.
He opened his eyes. A dark realization settled inside them. “We’ve overlooked one person,” he said slowly.
Kailey’s uncle. Lionel.
The fire from years ago and Lionel’s fixation on the things Kailey’s mother had hidden all pointed in the same direction. He had been part of it.
Kyson drew in a slow breath and let it out. He squeezed his eyes shut as his hands curled into fists, the pressure draining all color from his knuckles.
When he looked up again, fury burned in his gaze.