Chapter 559 Looking For His Wife

Chloe had carefully planned her escape this time, and Emily was the only one trusted. She

definitely would not want to worry Emily by not being able to reach her. On top of that, Emily's

indifferent response and not showing curiosity about the reason for all this was suspicious. After all,

she had a strong affinity for gossip.

"Umm... Should I continue questioning Emily?"

"No need."

"Okay."

After ending the call with Lucas, Joseph arrived at Chloe's family villa. The gate was tightly secured,

and there was no trace of anyone inside. It became clear that she was not there.

Joseph's eyelid twitched, and he slammed his hand against the steering wheel. 'Is she playing a

game of hide-and-seek with me? Does she truly believe that I can’t find her?'

He returned to his house and instructed the property management to investigate the community's

surveillance cameras. The footage revealed Chloe carrying a suitcase and getting into a cab, but

the car’s license plate was blurred and difficult to read.

The property manager offered his assistance, saying, "Mr. Joseph, I know people at the cab

company. Shall I ask them for you?"

Joseph was annoyed but did not refuse the offer. Half an hour later, the cab driver who had

transported Chloe appeared before him.

The cabby recalled the details and said, "I remember taking this lady to Sunshine Street. She didn't

specify a particular destination and got off there. The street is bustling with numerous hotels and

guesthouses, so it'll be challenging to find one person among them."

As soon as the cabby finished speaking, Joseph got up and left, leaving the others behind. The

cabby commented, "Who is this important person he's searching for? He seems to be in quite a

hurry."

The property manager smirked and replied, "His wife."

"He’s so rich, and his wife still argues with him? She doesn't appreciate her good fortune. What a

waste."

"Maybe she’s rich too. Anyway, who are we to judge."

*

As night descended, the air of Sunshine Street filled with bustling energy. Tyson unexpectedly

crossed paths with Joseph while out on an investigation.

"What are you doing here?" Tyson asked curiously.

"Looking for someone," Joseph replied, his gaze falling on the police identification card hanging

from Tyson's chest. With a police ID, he could easily obtain the information he desired from every

hotel.

Instinctively, Tyson covered his ID with his hand. "Who are you looking for? Chloe?"

Joseph's eyes gleamed and he said, "Borrow me your ID."

"I can't do that. It's illegal, and besides, the photo on the card is mine. It wouldn't be of any use to

you," Tyson reasoned.

Joseph's expression turned cold. "No one will notice."

Tyson hesitated. "Can I refuse?"

"No, you can't."

Tyson felt helpless. "Who are you looking for? I'll accompany you," he offered.

"A dummy."

There were over thirty hotels and guesthouses scattered along Sunshine Street. Joseph eliminated

several establishments where Chloe was unlikely to have gone and swiftly began his search. After

two hours, only one guesthouse remained unchecked.

The two entered, with Joseph leading the way.

The owner proved to be a young man, who froze briefly when he lifted his head and saw Joseph.

He had a distinct feeling that this gentleman was not here for a stay.

Joseph’s refined aura was reminiscent of noble. Despite his restrained demeanor, it could not

conceal the innate air of superiority that came with those of high status. A person like him would not

stay in such a humble establishment.

"Did a woman named Chloe Johnson check into your guesthouse today?" Joseph took Tyson's

identification and placed it in front of the owner.

The owner paused, but the name struck a chord with him.

"Yes, there was."

After all, the young woman was quite pretty.