Chapter 1332
Chapter 1332:
“What’s going on?” Rory asked. At Annabel’s request, he’d been called out of his office and had hurried over.
“Aren’t you supposed to be on set today?” Annabel asked.
“My scenes are scheduled for this afternoon. I was just about to leave,” Rory replied, frowning as he glanced at the fans and reporters gathered outside the company. “What’s all the commotion? Why are there so many reporters p>
Rory was clearly startled. His thoughts briefly drifted to his last encounter with Margo the day before.
“You were with Margo yesterday, right?” Annabel said, motioning for him to walk with her.
“Yes. I had my agent take her home,” Rory answered, even more confused by Annabel’s line of questioning.
“Her agent just told me she didn’t show up on set today p>
The worry in Annabel’s voice was unmistakable. After all, Margo had been kidnapped before.
Rory’s expression darkened. “How is that possible? I was with her yesterday p>
“Then we should check her apartment first,” Annabel said.
Despite her relatively short career, Margo was known for being professional. Skipping work was completely out of character.
The two of them headed to the underground parking lot and got into Rory’s car to drive to Margo’s apartment. Star Entertainment and Margo’s place were close, and they arrived quickly—at nearly the same time as Margo’s agent.
Because of work, the agent had a spare key. After ringing the doorbell and getting no response, she unlocked the door and went in.
The apartment was spotless, with no signs of forced entry. The three of them exchanged uneasy looks, unable to make sense of it.
“What could have happened…” The agent’s worry was written all over her face.
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A chill crept down Annabel’s spine as the thought struck her—what if this was another abduction?
“Should we involve the authorities?” the agent asked. Just then, her phone rang. Who else could be calling now, if not Margo?
The agent’s face lit up as she answered immediately. “Margo! Where the heck are you? Why haven’t you been answering your phone or replying to any messages p>
There was a pause on the other end before Margo’s slightly hoarse voice came through. “Who’s this p>
Startled, the agent looked at Annabel. Annabel gestured for her to hand over the phone.
“Margo, it’s Annabel. Where are you p>
Margo didn’t sound like she was in immediate danger. Maybe she was sick.
Margo let out a faint hum. Rustling sounded on her end. “I’m… at home p>
The three of them, standing in Margo’s apartment, exchanged baffled looks again.
“I remember now—she has another place. She must be there.” The agent tapped her forehead, the realization finally hitting her.