Chapter 738


    Chapter 738 The Situation Doesn’t Look Optimistic


    Upon returning to the ind in haste, Sharon did not see any trace of Joe.


    Gorya raised her eyebrows and informed him, “After you left, Mr. Smith locked


    himself in his study. It’s been said that he’s been on the phone the entire time,


    but no matter how we called, he didn’te out.”


    A hint of concern shed in Sharon’s eyes as he quickly made his way to Joe’s


    room.


    This room was supposed to be their bridal chamber, but it remained while the


    bride was nowhere to be found.


    Sharon suppressed his emotions and knocked on the door.


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    As expected, there was no response.


    He thought for a moment and said, “I’ve found some clues, and you…”


    The room’s door was quickly pulled open, and a disheveled Joe appeared in


    front of him. His voice was hoarse as he asked, “What clues?”


    With his voice came a heavy scent of smoke.


    Sharon’s gazended on the ashtray on the table, where the cigarette butts


    were almost overflowing. It was hard to imagine how many cigarettes Joe had


    smoked during this time.


    Sharon furrowed his brows, walked to the window, pushed it open, and angrily


    red at Joe. “Charlotte hasn’t been found yet, and you’re nning to smoke


    yourself to death?”


    Joe didn’t care about the sarcasm and continued, “What clues have you found?”


    “I’ve found the mercenaries who kidnapped Charlotte,” Sharon’s tone grew


    heavier. “The situation doesn’t look optimistic.”


    Joe closed his eyes and tilted his head slightly, sighing deeply. “Regardless, we


    have to find her first.”


    Sharon lowered his gaze. “Perhaps there’s another way.”


    Joe immediately looked at him, and Sharon continued, “We can gather


    mercenaries to track them down, but it’s highly likely to make them desperate.”


    Based on the information they had so far, the employer’s demand seemed to be


    capturing Charlotte alive without any intention to harm her.


    But once those tracking Solomon make a move and startle them, the


    consequences would no longer be within their control.


    Joe sat in silence, his hand reaching for the table to grab a cigarette, but Sharon


    stopped him.


    He looked up at her with a bewildered expression, and seeing him like this,


    Sharon sighed deeply, “I know you’re hurting right now, but you can’t destroy


    your own body like this.”


    “Do you really n on bringing Charlotte back and letting yourself fall apart?”


    Joe looked at their wedding photo on the table and eventually withdrew his


    hand.


    With furrowed brows, he said to Sharon, “Give it three days. If there’s no


    progress after three days, we’ll gather the mercenaries.”


    This time, Charlotte’s disappearance was truly baffling. Everyone involved had


    been thoroughly investigated, but there was no sign that anyone hadid a hand


    on her.


    It was as if a group of people had appeared out of nowhere to take her away,


    with no apparent origin or purpose.


    Even Sharon was filled with bewilderment.


    Soon, the blonde assistant sent to investigate the architects and construction


    workers returned.


    “What do you mean ‘all gone’?” Joe questioned the blonde assistant impatiently.


    “Didn’t you find any leads?”


    The blonde assistant shook his head. “No.”


    He ced a thick stack of documents in front of Joe, and the contents were


    rming.


    “We investigated all the workers, contractors, and architects involved in the


    construction. We found that approximately ten workers and one architect had all


    suffered various fatal idents.”


    Joe opened the documents, and the descriptions of the idents were diverse


    and unsettling.