Chapter 437

Did he return to his room and discover that Millie was missing? Upon realizing that Marcus was in a hurry, a sense of jealousy

squeezed Nancy’s heart.

Marcus only glanced at her and her companion before walking away without answering her question.

Then, he abruptly stopped and tumed to Nancy.

“Have you seen Millie? She's missing.”

Nancy shifted from one foot to another under Marcus’ scrutinizing gaze. Was he suspecting her?

“No, | haven't seen her. I’m sure she’s fine, though. She’s an adult. She can take care of herself. Maybe she’s somewhere here

in the hotel.”

Marcus, upon hearing that, promptly left in a huff. He became increasingly anxious as the snowfall outside intensified, and he

had to dig his nails into the skin of his palms to calm himself down.

“Have you found her?” Marcus arrived at the hotel entrance, his eyes seeking Derek, his face displaying urgent concern.

Derek was stunned, taken aback since he had just sent people to search for Millie and not even two minutes had passed.

“There is no news about Madam yet,” Derek responded, feeling a growing sense of worry.

“Don't leave any place unsearched,” Marcus ordered, his voice commanding authority.

“Yes, sire!” Derek responded, his face showing determination.

Marcus then ventured into the snowy world outside, and as he stepped forward, snowflakes settled quickly on his broad, tense

shoulders.

His boots made deep impressions in the snow with each step, his mind filled with growing concern.

His heart tightened with fear as a thought plagued him; what if Millie had stepped into a hidden snow pit and fallen inside?

“Derek, be vigilant for snow pits around here. She might have stepped into one,”

Marcus called out, his voice betraying his growing anxiety.

Several hours had passed since Millie’s disappearance, and the severe weather compounded Marcus’ fear. If she had indeed

fallen into a snow pit, it would devastate him.

In the evening at the Snow Mountain Villa, a large group of people were engaged in an intense search for Millie, their faces

showing a mix of concer and determination.

Nancy stood by the window, her face as cold as the snow outside as she watched the search party. No matter the number of

searchers, she thought it was futile. Millie, a mere mortal, must have frozen to death by now.

Astrange, unsettling expression briefly crossed her face when she thought about it.

Humphrey, noticing Nancy’s sudden and eerie change in expression, was alarmed.