Chapter 555: Chapter 555

Chapter 555:

“It’s come to a point where I don’t know what might hit us first, tomorrow or a stray bullet. The thought of being caught in a random shooting is just unimaginable.”

“The most terrifying thing is not knowing who the shooter is.”

“It’s scarier than any ghost story… I’ve been too afraid to leave my house lately.”

Simultaneously, Mogluylia’s national TV reported the shooting incident, meticulously omitting any mention of Harlee, Rhys, and Clint, focusing solely on the abducted Tiffany. Tiffany’s appearance online ignited widespread concern, particularly among her ardent followers, who struggled to grasp the ordeal their idol faced.

Compelled by the circumstances, Tiffany recorded a message to reassure her fans that she was okay but needed time to recover. While Tiffany wasn’t among the top-tier celebrities, her work enjoyed broad acclaim, cementing her status as a familiar figure. The news of her kidnapping and subsequent injury captured significant public interest, slightly diverting public focus.

The next day, in the grand living room of the Sanderson family estate, Lonnie occupied the principal chair, browsing financial news on his tablet while monitoring the ongoing TV coverage of the shooting. Increasingly captivated by the coverage, Lonnie set aside his tablet, picked up the coffee Callie had prepared, gently blew on it, sipped, and remained fixated on the screen. Something about the coverage stirred an uneasy sensation in him.

Turning to Brenton, who was nearby, Lonnie inquired, “Where’s Harlee? Why didn’t she come home last night?”

Brenton glanced up briefly before returning his attention to the TV.

“She mentioned Tonya is back in town. She’s likely tied up for some time and won’t make it home.”

Last night, upon receiving Harlee’s message, Brenton had promptly made a video call to verify that Harlee was indeed with Tonya, visibly relieved by the confirmation.

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He had no objections to Rhys dating Harlee but wasn’t ready for them to get too close too quickly.

Lonnie responded with a slight nod.

“Tell her to bring Tonya over once they’re finished.”

Brenton nodded.

“Will do.”

After texting Harlee, Brenton messaged Clint, saying, “Is the shoot over? When are you coming back?” At that moment, Harlee, handling Clint’s phone, wrote a response on his behalf.

“Not coming back till I’ve wooed my girl!”

Instantly, Brenton relayed the message to Lonnie, saying, “Dad, Clint is pursuing a girl.”

Lonnie’s face nearly split into a grin.

He had always harbored concerns that his sons lacked tactics for chasing girls and were destined for solitude. Surprisingly, Clint was showing promise.

Lonnie nodded and adopted a grave tone.

“Let’s not bother Clint. We don’t want his crush to feel any pressure from us.” Despite his words, Lonnie discreetly tasked his secretary to check into any girl around Clint, unable to contain his curiosity.

Brenton, shrugging nonchalantly, retorted, “Dad, you’re checking which girl Clint has a crush on, aren’t you? Better put a stop to it. You might scare her off.”

Though exposed, Lonnie responded with a dismissive grunt.

“Humph, as if I have nothing better to do.”

In stark contrast to the joyful environment in the Sanderson home, tension had settled over the Morgan household. Lindsay had spent the entire night away, only venturing back as dawn broke.

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