Chapter 103
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Sheena was shocked. “Phoebe is missing?”
“Yes, Ms. Sheena. This isn’t a simple case of withdrawing from the show. There’s something fishy
going on. Phoebe was in great spirits before the recording, getting along well with the other
contestants. It’s unlikely she would suddenly disappear without a word.”
Sheena calmly instructed, “I understand. Proceed with the show as nned and keep it discreet.
Contact me immediately if anythinges up. I’ll start investigating this matter. Make sure things
remain stable at the set.”
Then, Sheena hung up the phone, frowning deeply. After some thoughts, she finally dialed the number
at the bottom of her contact list.
“M–Ms. Lawson?” The person on the other end sounded astonished, stammering, “Is it really you?”
“It’s me,” Sheena replied.
The person on the other end grew excited instantly. Even through the screen, their shock and joy were
obvious.
“Ms. Lawson, it’s been at least six years since youst contacted us. Is there something urgent this
time? We at Dark Bell will get it done for you!”
Dark Bell was a secretive organization under Sheena’smand, with operatives scattered worldwide,
infiltrating various fields and industries. Whenever she gave the order, there was no information they
could not obtain.
“Investigate Phoebe Chambein’s whereabouts for me, and I want the results within ten minutes. As
for why I haven’t contacted you all this time, it’s a long story. I’ll fill you in when I have the chance.”
Sheena set down her phone. While she trusted Dark Bell’s efficiency, she could not help but feel
anxious as Phoebe’s safety became increasingly uncertain with every passing second.
The phone rang once again, and Sheena nced at the time. It had only been eight minutes.
“Ms. Lawson, we’ve found her. Around noon, Phoebe received a call asking her to leave the set. The
caller imed they needed to discuss an important matter. After she left, she was immediately drugged
and forced into the trunk of a car with a fake license te. Then, the car headed toward Gravel Hill
outside Farlem and disappeared from surveince after passing through a tunnel.”
The
person cautiously added, ‘I suspect they’re near Gravel Hill, and it seems like a kidnapping. What do
you think?”
“Alright, I got it. Thank you.” Sheena remainedposed and clear–headed. Later, she studied the
map the person sent her, preparing to drive over.
Her phone chimed twice more. It was a text from an unknown number.
“Phoebe is in my hands. Come within an hour. If you’rete, you’ll bear the consequences, Remember
toe alone. If you dare involve the police or bring others, we’ll kill her
immediately.”
Then, the unknown number texted Sheena an MMS of a picture of Phoebe bound and beaten.
Leaning against her fiery red Passat, Sheena fell into deep thought.
The kidnapper was using Phoebe as leverage against her, but they were not asking for money, just
stressing that she had to go alone.
Could it be that person from the Lawson family?
Sheena thought it would be unlikely as that person seemed to know her too well. Moreover, the method
they used to erase her memory was seamless. Hence, they would not have left this many clues for
Dark Bell to uncover.
After some contemtion, she had a rough idea of who was behind this abduction. Then, Sheena
turned off the navigation to Gravel Hill and returned to Howard’s mansion.
Sheena changed out of her professional attire and into an all–ck sportswear. The well- fitted design
entuated her graceful figure, and her–skin was smooth and fair. With her long hair tied up high, she
appeared even more fearless.
Hearing her footstepsing down the stairs, Auntie Gloria nagged, “You just got back, and you’re
leaving again? Ms. Lawson, you’ve been tirelessly working at thepany. You need to rest properly.
Your health is important.”