Chapter 484

Clark stood frozen, like a statue.

“Mr. Sumner.” Michael called out.

“I’m going to find Nyla. I refuse to believe she’s in danger!” Clark cried.

He shoved Michael’s phone back into his hands and turned toward the elevator.

Michael quickly blocked his path. “Mr. Sumner, there’s a very important international meeting later. You can’t leave now.”

The meeting was crucial for a major company deal. If Clark skipped it, it would severely offend the other party Clark’s face went ashen, his hands clenching into fists at his sides. He hesitated for a moment, clearly tom.

After a deep breath, he turned and headed for his office. “Keep an eye on the police station. Notify me immediately if there’s any news.”

“Got it, Michael promised.

As Clark reached the office door, he suddenly remembered the strange text message from Jordyn earlier. He spun around and ordered, “Find out where

right now!”

He dialed Jordyn’s number, but it rang with no answer.

Near a river on the east side of Saintornia, a man dressed in all black dragged a suitcase down the street. Suddenly, a phone rang from inside the suitca The man frowned, glanced around to ensure no one was nearby, and hurriedly pulled the suitcase along.

Before long, he reached the riverbank.

He tied a heavy stone to the suitcase and threw it into the water. It sank quickly, disappearing beneath.

the surface.

After waiting a moment, the man turned and walked away.

After the call disconnected, Clark stared coldly at his phone and sent another message.

Clark: [Jordyn, if Nyla’s accident is connected to you, I will not let you get away with it!]

He put his phone down and picked up some documents to review.

Less than half an hour later, Michael returned, looking grim.

He reported, “Mr. Sumner, I can’t reach Jordyn. I sent people to her home, but she’s not there.”

“What?!” Clark’s heart sank. “Find her phone’s location Immediately. We have to locate her quickly! Her disappearance might be linked to Nyla’s accident!”

It seemed too coincidental for Jordyn to vanish right after Nyla’s accident.

“Understood, Mr. Sumner. I’ll get on it right away,” Michael replied.

After Clark’s meeting, Michael returned to the office and reported, “Mr. Sumner, Jordyn’s phone is turned off, so we can’t track its location.”

“Then find out where she was last seen! Keep investigating until we locate her!” Clark ordered.

Nyla didn’t know how long she had been unconscious. When she woke up, she found herself tied to a chair, her hands and feet bound.

The surroundings were pitch black, filled with dust and a musty smell.

After a while, her eyes adjusted to the darkness, and she could barely make out her surroundings.

She seemed to be in some sort of basement. Even if she screamed for help, it would probably be useless.

Nyla’s mind raced as she wondered who had kidnapped her.

The first name that came to her mind was Jordyn, given their past conflicts. Jordyn’s hatred for her, especially after being forced by Clark to beg for forgi But… did Jordyn have the means to arrange such a kidnapping?

Before Nyla lost consciousness, the man who had grabbed her car door seemed skilled, suggesting that whoever had orchestrated this had both money As Nyla pondered, the basement door creaked open.

Light from outside spilled in as a man wearing a mask descended the stairs.

Nyla’s heart pounded. She looked at him and demanded, “Who are you? Why have you kidnapped me?”

She tried to appear calm, but inside she was panicking, unsure of how she had ended up there or what her captors intended to do.