Chapter 465


    Natalia''s heart twisted in agony as Magnus'' words sank in. Her sorrow was so intense it felt like physical pain.


    Magnus, seeing the instant shadow of grief cross Natalia''s face, swore with unyielding determination, "Darling, | promise you, |


    will find our daughter. | won''t let a single hair on her head be harmed!"


    Tears streamed relentlessly from Natalia''s eyes as she fought to suppress her deep sorrow, but the grief inside was too


    overwhelming, and what started as silent sobs turned into unrestrained weeping as she copsed into Magnus’ arms.


    Magnus held her tenderly, kissing away the tears that clung to her cheeks. "Darling, don''t be sad. | swear I''ll find our little girl."


    Natalia nodded, but her tears wouldn''t cease.


    That night, sleep eluded both Magnus and Natalia, whoy awake, staring into each other''s eyes until the break of dawn. As the


    first light of day tinged the sky, Magnus rose from their bed. "Darling, you need rest. I''ll go out and look for any news about our


    daughter. Trust me, we''ll hear something soon."


    Natalia nodded silently, bidding him farewell with a wave. Only when his footsteps faded did she finally sumb to sleep, the


    rising sun witnessing her grief.


    Magnus mobilized every resource to find their missing child, but a month passed with no word. It was as if their little princess had


    vanished into thin air.


    Anxiety gnawed at Magnus. The nightmare he had that ominous night haunted him. He felt a crushing pain in his chest whenever


    he thought of it.


    Magnus was slowly driving home from the office, his mind consumed with thoughts about his daughter''s whereabouts. Even if


    something horrible really happened to her, there should be some shred of clue left behind, right?


    No!


    The mere thought sent shivers down his spine. He couldn''t believe fate would be so cruel. His daughter had to be alive, perhaps


    suffering somewhere.


    “Oh, my sweet girl, Daddy is so sorry! I''m sorry | couldn’t find you faster!”


    In frustration, Magnus pounded the steering wheel before continuing the drive home.


    The sinking sun bled red into the sky, mirroring Magnus’ deste heart—mournful and lost.


    Upon arriving at their vi, Magnus found Natalia sitting on the sofa, staring nkly ahead, looking like a soulless shell.


    Startled and fearing the worst, he rushed to her side, wrapping his arms around her frail waist. "Darling, what''s wrong?" he asked


    gently.


    Natalia turned slowly, her eyes meeting his. "Lucius... he''s not dead. He''s in Dubai under the name Dummy, and he''s on trial for


    murder."


    Magnus'' eyes widened in shock. Lucius, who was presumed dead at sea, was alive. He remembered how even Hector,


    grievously wounded, had survived; it was no surprise Lucius had, too, given his robust constitution.


    "Darling, where did you hear this?" Magnus asked earnestly.


    Natalia pointed to a newspaper on the side table, freshly brought by a servant. She handed it to Magnus. "Read for yourself.


    That''s Lucius. I''d recognize him anywhere."


    Magnus took the newspaper and saw the bold headline. [Disgraced Tycoon''s Murderous Rage—A Chilling Scene.] Below was a


    clear photo of Lucius, his gaze as cold as ever.


    He read the detailed ount of Lucius’ arrest and the grisly crime scene. A censored photo at the bottom conveyed the brutality,


    sending shivers down Magnus'' spine. Magnus read every word, then fell silent, deep in thought.


    That night in Dubai, Gabby, consumed by jealousy, had killed the woman Lucius brought home and was taken away by


    kidnappers.


    Lucius had note downstairs at all, waiting for the woman he''d newly hooked up with to finish cooking and bring him his food.


    However, he almost fell asleep waiting, and the woman never came up. Lucius grew impatient, he put on his pajamas and got up


    to go downstairs.


    As soon as he stepped down the stairs, he smelled a strong bloody odor. Lucius furrowed his brows in confusion. Where was


    this bloody smelling from in the middle of the night?


    When he finally made his way


    downstairs, he realized that what


    he''d smelled was the w mar’schioou.


    hbis cluctiye WEMSTWho was just


    under him gasping, was now lying


    there with her throat shed, blood


    flowing across the floor, and her face


    had been mutted, a gruesome


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    Lucius shivered, not understanding how a person who was perfectly fine before suddenly became this horrifying figure. He


    looked around the living room nervously, fearing someone might suddenly jump out to harm him.


    After waiting for a while, Lucius finally let his guard down. It seems like the killer had left.


    Once he felt safe, the worries in


    Lucius''s heart finally came to rest. He


    looked at the ductive iaorrfang cold


    coyase hile ground, strongly


    suspecting that she was killed by her


    former lover, hence why her face was


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    But, he never thought that the one


    who did all this was Gabby, whom.he


    kicked out, tim) aprcidasd tut


    deppipinlisve with him. In his eyes,


    Gabby was always irrelevant, even


    now, when a murder urred, he


    didn''t suspect her. Please read the


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    Looking at the seductive woman sprawled dead in his kitchen, he felt a pang of regret. He hadn''t had enough fun with her and


    now she was gone.


    The woman was dead and regret wouldn''t help; Lucius had to call and report to the police.


    Upon hearing about the murder, the police quickly rushed to Lucius''s house and cordoned off the area.


    After a thorough investigation, the police found that the victim had passed out due to a slit in her throat, and then died from


    excessive blood loss. The knife wounds on her face were the primary cause of her death.