Chapter 332
Where is the driver?
Where on earth is the driver?
Did he conspire with them?
Her mind was in a chaotic state.
She didn’t dare to move, her mouth was kept shut.
She could only wait for the opportunity to act.
There was a performance for the G Night the next day. It would be broadcasted live on their
coboration partner’s tform.
If she were absent, she would not be able to perform the sketch. Her training with the team would be all
for nothing.
She had never been so serious in her trainings…
Tears started to well up in her eyes.
She could only pray that her family will notice her absence…
Mr. Smith was a generous person and he contributed substantially to the society. She couldn’t figure
out who was her kidnapper, as it was unlikely that the Smith family or her would make any enemies.
Who is it then Why is she being kidnapped? What is the motive?
The car headed west towards the outskirts of town.
J’s head was forcefully covered with a ck bag, causing her to lose sight of her surroundings.This content is ? N?velDrama.Org.
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The Smith family’s driver woke up and realized that the car was parked at an abandoned dumpsite. It
was a secluded area filled with the buzzing sounds of mosquitoes.
He shook his head in an attempt to get rid of the dizziness. He fuzzily took out his phone and checked
the time. A sudden rush of anxiety followed suit.
“It is already 9 PM!”
He tried to call J but no one picked up.
Without further dys, he started the car engine and raced towards the Concert Hall.
By the time he reached, the doors of the Concert Hall were locked.
The driver did not dare to waste another second and rushed back to the Smith family.
Mr. Smith was ying with his pet bird when he saw the distressed driver. The driver asked nervously,
“Mr. Smith, has Ms. J returned home already?”
“No!” Mr. Smith was puzzled, “Didn’t you pick her up?”
“Mr. Smith, when I was waiting for J at the entrance of the Concert Hall, two masked men dressed
in ck abruptly approached the car and knocked me out. I was in an abandoned car park when I
woke up!” the driver spoke in a fretful voice, sweat was dripping profusely from his forehead.
“I tried to call her but she didn’t pick up. Now, she’s not at home. I hope she is not in trouble!” he said.
If J got in trouble, he would not be able to clear his name.
The small tray of bird seeds that was held in Mr. Smith’s hand fell to the floor.
Mr. Smith’s lips trembled with fear and his face was pale as paper, “ What did you say? J is in
trouble?”
“Yes, it’s very likely. Mr. Smith, you should hurry and start looking for her,” the driver replied anxiously.
Mr. Smith calmed down and snapped out from his catastrophic state of mind.
He decisively instructed, “Inform Christopher now and ask him to rush back home immediately.”
Christopher is J’s father.
The next moment, Mr. Smith called Mr. Field. He skipped all the unnecessary greetings and went
straight to the point, “Can you make arrangements for me to retrieve the security footage of the Concert
hall? J is missing.”
Mr. Field was taken aback by his disquietude. He shakenly asked, “How did she go missing?”
Mr. Smith did not have much time to exin, “Please do me this favor first. I’ll call Chief Chase now to
request for a search.”
Needless to say, the next person he called was Chief Chase.
Chief Chase received the phone call from Mr. Smith, it was about the kidnapping of her granddaughter.
He immediately assembled a team of police to search the city.
Soon, the news spread like wild fire.
It was alreadyte evening when Jared told Ashlyn about the kidnapping.
She was drying her hair while drinking a ss of honey lemon. Her gaze was cial, “J went
missing? Have they found her?”
“Not yet,” Jared shook his head.
“Send a few of our people to look for her,” Ashlyn took another sip, “At the end of the day, she was my
student for a month. Besides, if she does not show up, the sketch will be jeopardized.”