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    Peter Murray had actually just been focusing on the exhibition hall, only to turn his head and see nca sitting on the steps with her knees in her arms, looking pitiful.


    nca was silent and didn’t say anything.


    Peter Murray walked over with long legs and feet and sat down beside nca. The moonlight streamed on the two people as if they were covered with ayer of light.


    …


    “No news yet?”


    At the hospital, Matthew Grant had changed into his usual casual clothes, but he just sat quietly on the couch and didn’t leave. In fact, he could have been discharged a long time ago, but … he was waiting.


    From the time he returned from meeting York Roach, Matthew Grant was expecting nca toe.


    He had even prepared a surprise for nca –


    Only, there was no waiting for nca.


    “Sorry chairman … I went to the studio, but it was closed, so …”


    “So that means that nca is missing?”


    Matthew Grant’s body was covered with a kind of eerie coldness, and he almost crushed the paper in his hand.


    This little woman,st night was still under his body tossing and turning, talking about ambiguous love, and promised toe to pick him up today.


    Howe now it’s gone?


    No more!


    Matthew Grant’s eyes narrowed dangerously, his long eyshes casting shadows on his eyelids, and Curtis Irwin suddenly felt especially cold! He rubbed his arm and said with a plea for survival, “Or would you like to call thedy?”


    “…”


    Let him call?


    It was nca who had stood him up, so who was he to call?


    Matthew Grant wouldn’t.


    Curtis Irwin is simply a head two big, his daily work for thepany for the chairman before and after even, but now also for the chairman’s private life advice.


    Really miserable oh.


    “Then, we go back first?” Curtis Irwin said.


    “I go back by myself?”


    “…” This is not apanied by me? Curtis Irwin wanted to cry even more.


    The time passed by, and the number of people outside the hospital was getting smaller and smaller. Matthew Grant’s face was cold and he nced at Curtis Irwin, “Call her.”


    “… I call?”


    “Is it still me?”


    The first thing you need to do is to call her.


    Curtis Irwin took out his cell phone and dialed nca, only one second and two seconds passed and no one picked up, “chairman, no one answered.”


    There was a tter.


    Matthew Grant has picked up the jacket, directly draped on, Curtis Irwin hurriedly followed out …


    In order to prevent nca from getting into trouble, Matthew Grant had someone install a locator on nca’s phone, something that nca also knew. The reason is to prevent her from being kidnapped again.N?velDrama.Org owns this text.


    I never thought it woulde in handy now.


    The ck Bentley sped away from the hospital and Curtis Irwin contacted thepany’s technology to investigate nca’s location directly. The technology that was called up said it was in tears, but it was only ten minutes back and forth and had already sent the location to Matthew Grant’s phone.


    “Go to the art museum.”


    Matthew Grant said. Now at this hour, nca must be with Peter Murray. Peter Murray, it’s you again …


    The car drove fast and arrived at the entrance of the art museum in a short while. Matthew Grant didn’t wait for Curtis Irwin to park the car, the man had already opened the door and walked down with a stern air.


    Curtis Irwin parked his car and hurried after him.