CHAPTER 47: CHAPTER 47: MADAM WAS IN A CAR ACCIDENT AND IS MISSING

He finally understood.

Understood the slap from Stella Grant, understood her word "Get out," understood her heart-wrenching sobbing behind the door.

It wasn’t unreasonable trouble or an overreaction.

It was a deep-seated grudge!

Three years of contraceptive pills...

Had killed their first child...

That servant he casually told Keegan Lindsey to let go...

It turns out, her hospitalization at the beginning of the month... wasn’t a stomach disease... but because of a miscarriage!

She once carried... his child!

A cold, violent intent to kill spread from him.

She must have worked hard to trace the murderer, only for him to... let them go?

And using The Fordham Group’s legal team.

How could he be so foolish?

Just then, the door of the private room was pushed open, and Keegan Lindsey urgently walked in with a file in hand.

He keenly sensed the wrong atmosphere, especially the terrifying aura emanating from Aiden Fordham.

Aiden didn’t even look at him, speaking in a low, indisputable command.

"Bring Melody Jewel back to me."

He paused, each word squeezed out from his clenched teeth.

"Alive."

Keegan was shocked, immediately bowing his head.

"Yes, President Fordham."

Aiden Fordham lifted his legs to leave; at this moment, he only wanted to stand before her.

He yearned desperately... to see her!

.....

At the apartment entrance.

Aiden Fordham’s fingers pressed the doorbell hard, producing an ear-piercing sound.

No one answered.

He took out his phone again, dialing the number he’s labeled as Stella Grant.

Once.

Twice.

The busy tone "beep—beep—" felt like a hammer hitting his heart.

No one answered.

He pressed his ear hard against the cold door, holding his breath.

Inside, it was deathly silent.

Had she gone out?

As this thought emerged, another more maddening thought followed.

Where did she go?

To find Andy Lockwood, that bastard? Seeking comfort from him?

An uncontrollable rage instantly exploded from his chest, burning his eyes red.

Keegan Lindsey stood by the side, watching Aiden’s face dark as if it could drip water; he dared not breathe.

He cautiously spoke, "President Fordham, maybe I should immediately send someone... to find Madam?"

Aiden Fordham jerked his head, his eyes sharp as knives, "Where’s Corinne Kensington?"

Keegan was startled momentarily, then quickly answered.

"Miss Kensington flew to Norwick this afternoon, said she had an important event to attend tonight."

"Event?" Aiden Fordham’s lips curled into a merciless cold smile, "Notify Flora to cancel all her events."

"Tomorrow, have her come see me."

His tone wasn’t loud, but carried an indisputable command, with each word chilling.

This woman was getting bolder and dared to use him?

Keegan’s heart shivered, promptly bowing his head, "Yes, President Fordham."

Just then, Aiden Fordham’s phone suddenly rang.

It was Quentin Lockwood calling.

Aiden Fordham quickly picked up.

On the other end, Quentin spoke urgently, "President Fordham, Miss Grant’s car... was found on the Orbital Expressway!"

"It had a serious accident, the car was burnt... but..."

Quentin paused, his voice trembling slightly, "There was no one inside!"

Boom—!

Aiden Fordham felt his mind go blank, his blood freezing all over.

He staggered, almost losing his footing.

The surrounding air became thin, suffocating him.

After a long pause.

He managed to squeeze two words from his clenched teeth.

"Find her!"

His voice was hoarse, filled with unprecedented fear.

After speaking, he turned and rushed towards the elevator like a madman.

At one-thirty a.m.

At the Orbital Expressway accident scene, the pungent smell of burnt permeated the air.

The familiar sedan belonging to Stella Grant was now a twisted, charred heap of scrap metal.

Firefighters were conducting final operations.

Fortunately, upon detailed inspection, there was indeed no one inside the car.

Aiden Fordham stood outside the line of caution tape, his eyes fixed on the pile of scrap metal, his heart gripped painfully by an invisible hand.

At the scene, there was another group of people.

The leading man, Aiden remembered, called Carlos Fenton.

He was someone from Andy Lockwood’s side.

They had arrived earlier than him.

This meant Andy Lockwood already knew and was already taking action.

Aiden Fordham looked around; the highway stretch was pitch dark, with no surveillance cameras nearby at all.

She drove the car, running thirty kilometers away from Meritopia to the highway...

She must have been chasing someone!

This realization sharply magnified Aiden’s internal unease.

"President Fordham." Keegan Lindsey walked over quickly, handing over a phone, "A segment of surveillance video has been received."

On the screen was Stella Grant’s car, tightly pursuing a black sedan ahead, both cars rushing towards the highway entrance.

Almost simultaneously, not far away, Carlos Fenton received a phone call.

He replied deeply with something and quickly pocketed his phone, waving to his men to get in the car, speeding off.

Aiden Fordham’s eyes abruptly turned sharp.

Stella Grant’s car was wrecked, yet she wasn’t inside.

The most likely scenario... she’s been abducted by the other party!

His mind raced, immediately asking, "Find out! Where is Melody Jewel now?"

"Also, trace the destination of the black sedan in the video!"

A few minutes later, Quentin Lockwood’s phone call came in again.

"President Fordham, found it! The person taken in that black sedan was Melody Jewel!"

"Their route is heading toward Rivena!"

Aiden Fordham’s eyes instantly sparked with horrifying murderous intent.

Melody Jewel!

Of course, it’s her!

No wonder Carlos Fenton left immediately after getting the call; he must have also received the news and is chasing after them!

Aiden Fordham looked up, gazing into the endless darkness surrounding the highway.

Acting swiftly, he issued a command over the phone, "You immediately lead a team, go all out to pursue Melody Jewel’s trail! Must... ensure Stella’s safety."

"Understood!" The other side hung up, promptly arranging for a pursuit.

Aiden Fordham then turned to Keegan Lindsey, "You, right now, immediately gather everyone you can mobilize, center here, search inch by inch within a twenty-kilometer radius!"

"Especially pay attention to suspicious vehicles entering nearby villages! Don’t leave any unchecked!"

Keegan nodded resolutely, "Alright, I’ll definitely find Madam!"

Aiden Fordham swiftly got into his own car.

He pointed forward, sternly instructing the driver, "Exit the highway!"

His intuition told him, Stella Grant must be nearby!

Even if they’ve kidnapped her, they wouldn’t leave her on such a large target vehicle, nor could they have gone far in such a short time!

By now, Aiden Fordham was already anxious.

But he forced himself to remain calm.

He had never felt such worry and fear for her, ever since knowing she had come to his side since childhood.

His emotions had been gradually changing, unbeknownst to him.

His tightly clenched fists had knuckles turned white from force, with bulging veins on the back of his hands.

Stella Grant, nothing must happen to you!

Absolutely nothing!

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