Chapter 66 "Not that line! The one before!" Cyrus roared, his eyes blazing with fury.
Hayley hadn't seen Cyrus lose his cool like this in ages. Mulling over her words, she blurted out, "There's no way Nancy could vanish into thin air. If she existed, there has to be strace..." Crash! Cyrus felt his heart plummet. If someone existed, there should indeed be traces. He had put in so much effort. It was impossible not to find any sign of Nancy. Even if she had disappeared, there should be sclue. But there was nothing unless Nancy had vanished without a trace.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSuddenly, Cyrus remembered when he suspected Nancy of meeting Baldrick at the police station.
He returned hfuriously, only to overhear Nancy on the phone saying, "Alright, please proceed with the cancellation quickly." He still remembered how urgent Nancy sounded. A ludicrous thought crept into Cyrus' mind. No, that couldn't be. It was too far-fetched.
Hayley had been closely watching Cyrus' mood swings. Seeing his complexion turn ashen, she tentatively asked, "Cyrus, do you have any lead on Nancy's whereabouts?" Too shaken to respond, Cyrus snapped back to reality and breathed heavily. He quickly grabbed his phone and dialed a number. "Look into it! Find out what Nancy was doing at the station half a month ago! Did she cancel her studio?" Without waiting for a response, Cyrus stormed out. He had to investigate this personally.
Watching Cyrus leave, Hayley was stunned. She wasn't foolish. What did Cyrus mean by that? Nancy wasn't just canceling her studio. Could she be canceling something else? After all this twith no sign of Nancy, could it be that Nancy had erased her identity? Meanwhile, Nancy's situation was entirely unaffected by Cyrus' turmoil.
Early in the morning, Judson drove Nancy to the studio.
Before Nancy could steady herself, an exuberant voice called out. "Lena, my love!" Hearing the exaggerated tone, Nancy saw a tall, handsman rushing toward her with a bouquet of bright red roses.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmNancy barely had tto dodge before Judson scooped her up and stood away.
Failing to grab hold of anything, the man fell flat on the ground, scattering rose petals everywhere. Nancy and the stustaff were speechless.
Eyes reddening, Judson looked at Nancy with confusion and accusation. "Babe, who's he? Why is he trying to hug you before me?"
By the end, Judson's expression demanded an explanation, or he was on the verge of tears. Naricy's mouth twitched, not even waiting to respond. The man on the ground lifted his head, looking shocked. "Lena, where did you find this guy? He's so handsome!"
"Don't talk nonsense." Nancy placed a hand on Judson's shoulder. "Judson, please putdown. He's my En.
business partner, Lenard."
Lenard seemed slightly offended as he added, "Just a business partner? I rushed here from the airport when I heard you were back." By the end, Lenard was annoyed. "Lena, am I still your favorite partner, or what?"