Stanley didn’t lift his eyes from the papers. “Go ahead.”
“Ten years ago, George was imprisoned for child molestation, child abuse, and attempted rape.”
The pen in Stanley’s hand suddenly paused, its tip pressing down on the paper. He looked up at Zayn, shocked.” And the victim was Wendy?”
Zayn nodded. “Yes, Mr. Hawk. George is a pervert and scum”
Stanley’s handsome features hardened into a cold, sharp expression. He had suspected there was some dark history between Wendy and George, but he never imagined it would be something like this.
Just then, a ringtone echoed through the room, breaking the tension. It was a call.
Stanley answered, and Cecelia’s frantic voite came through the line. “Mr. Hawk, Wendy’s in trouble!”
Stanley gripped the phone tightly. “What happened to Wendy?”
“Wendy took a check to meet that animal, George. I followed her to the nightclub, but by the time I got inside, she was gone. He took her!”
What?
Stanley quickly stood up, striding out of the study. He pushed open the bedroom door, but the room was empty.
She was gone. She had left while he was away. She had gone to find George on her own.
“Why did she take the check to meet George?”
“Because George has a photo of her,” Cecelia answered urgently.
A photo? Was it the one George had sent today?
Stanley’s eyes narrowed as he noticed a box on the nightstand. He opened it, and inside, a photo lay quietly.
He picked it up and glanced at it, but within seconds, his long, sharp fingers clenched around the photo. His usually handsome face darkened with anger and a terrifying coldness.
That scum! Why hadn’t she told him? She could have told him.
Then, Stanley’s gaze sharpened. There was something strangely familiar about the young girl in the photo. He’d seen her before.
His icy eyes widened as realization hit. He had seen this girl before–she was the one who had saved him in the cave years ago!
But the girl who had saved him was Jessica.
Could it be that the girl who saved him wasn’t Jessica, but Wendy?
Had he mistaken the person all these years?
Stanley’s mind raced in confusion. He had been gravely injured back then and was on the brink of death. He hadn’t been able to see the girl’s face clearly. The next morning, when he woke up, she was already gone.
So, was it Wendy who had saved him? Was she the girl from that time?
“Mr. Hawk! Mr. Hawk, are you listening to me?” Cecelia’s voice snapped him back to the present.
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Stanley blinked, refocusing on Cecelia’s words. She was desperate now.
“Mr. Hawk, you need to send someone to find Wendy. She’s back in that animal’s hands. You have to find her and bring her back this time!”
Right. The most important thing now was to find Wendy.
Once he found her, he would finally know if she was the girl from that time.
If she was, he had made a grave mistake. He had left her with that monster, letting her suffer all alone. He would never forgive himself.
How scared must she have been back then?
He had promised to take her with him. He had promised he wanted her around.
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Stanley’s eyes turned red with fury as he glared at Zayn. His voice was cold and sharp. “Get the security footage and track down George’s car. Block every route in and out of Hovendale. I want him trapped–I won’t let him escape!”
Chapter 89
