The three quickly returned to the toy store. The police were present to inspect the CCTV footage around. Emma paced nervously, repeatedly calling Charlie, but received no response.She trembled, biting her lip almost to the point of tears. Harry spoke to the police and then approached, embracing her shoulders, his low and gentle voice calming her."Calm down, Emma. Maybe Charlie is just wandering around here. The police will find him quickly.""No, if that were the case, Charlie would answer my calls. What if something bad happened...""No way." Harry noticed her mind was chaotic, dwelling on worst-case scenarios. He immediately interrupted her, hugged her to his chest and kissed her forehead.He turned to Martin, who was watching the CCTV with the police, "Before coming to this store, did you go anywhere else?""I just went to the bakery on the first floor of the company to buy ice cream for Charlie. Besides that, nowhere else. I brought him straight here." Martin recalled the entire
In the meeting room.Everyone in the meeting room was looking towards the person presenting the group's upcoming project. Only Harry was as anxious as burning fire, frequently checking his phone but receiving no notifications.He looked at the message he sent to Emma three days ago that still had no response, and his eyebrows slightly furrowed. For a moment, forgetting he was still at work, he uncomfortably spoke to Martin."Martin, has it been 2 hours, and she still hasn't received the flowers? If she got them and didn't send a thank-you text, what does that mean? Doesn't she like roses?""Huh? Mr. Harry?" The presenter immediately stopped, asking Harry in confusion.Harry raised his head, and all eyes in the meeting room were now on him. Sternly looking at Martin, he waved his hand, "Nothing, just continue your presentation."But this time, everyone couldn't maintain their high level of concentration, glanced at each other meaningfully and then shrugged their shoulders. It seemed li
"Who gave you permission to enter my room?" After slamming the door shut, the woman rushed over to help Harry up, startled, then glared at the burly man who had just thrown that powerful punch.He showed a bit of concession towards her, lowered his voice, and spoke with a gentle tone, "Darling, you haven't been willing to meet me for over a week, so I had to come here and see you.""I've already broken up with you! I can't accept a thug who resorts to violence like you all the time.""Breaking up with me to be with this loser?" The man pointed his finger straight at Harry, his red eyes looked very fierce and his voice growled like a ferocious beast.Harry looked at the two strangers in front of him, uncomfortably brushed off the woman's hand, "Let go. Is this your room? You are?"He hesitated for a moment, as if trying to remember this face. The recent punch made speaking painful. Grimacing, he picked up his suitcase, "Damn it! Looks like I entered the wrong room.""Mr. Harry, I'm Emm
“I can't contact director Emma… Has no one seen her?” A film crew member clasped his phone in his hand, anxiously informing the others.“It's already an hour past working hours. She's never this late." Another voice also chimed in, she nodded in agreement.Coincidentally at this moment, Harry walked over wearing a neat suit. His appearance immediately attracted the attention of many people, some secretly admired his beauty, as well as found a savior to help them solve this difficult problem.Deputy director Bruno approached and greeted him very politely, "Mr. Harry, are you also going to work in Italy?"Harry nodded. He rolled his eyes at the somewhat chaotic situation around him and asked, "What's going on? Have you guys not started filming this afternoon yet?”“Not yet, we are still looking for director Emma.”“Emma? Isn't she still with the crew since morning?" He frowned slightly, turned on the phone to check, but did not receive any messages from Emma.The girl who gave Emma wate
"You came really fast.""Isabelle, release her quickly. Whatever you want, you can tell me. I will fulfill all your wishes." Harry's face darkened as he spoke to Isabelle in a low voice.He stared at the syringe piercing Emma's neck, his hand trembling tightly. All the calm he displayed outwardly was meant to exert pressure on Isabelle.Isabelle tightened her grip on Emma's throat, making it harder for her to breathe. Arching an eyebrow, Isabelle pursed her lips and shrugged, "I want her dead. Can you fulfill that?""Except for causing harm to her, anything you want is fine. Even if it means killing me.""Hahaha..." Isabelle suddenly burst into laughter, "You're willing to die for her, but when you harmed my family and we had to go to jail, how did you feel? Do you think I don't know the pain of suffering?""Your father going to jail was the court's decision, and the evidence was clear. I did nothing wrong.""What about me? You're the one who put me in charge of GarciaSw and then made
"Stop... I can't breathe, Harry."Harry's muscular arm, with bulging veins, tightly grasped Emma's neck, easily lifting her entire body. His eyes resembled a lost demon, growling as he spoke to her, "Quickly, bring more drugs here!"Emma struggled, clawing fiercely at his hand, but he seemed impervious to pain. She gasped, weakly pleading with every breath, "Please, Harry... Wake up!"Emma's legs kicked wildly in the air. Her gaze focused on the bedside lamp, and she cleverly knocked it down to the floor, creating a loud noise.In less than a minute, the door suddenly opened. Vincent quickly ran over and pulled Harry's hand away, "What are you doing? Let go!"It took three or four guards working together to restrain Harry. His eyes turned a fierce red, his face pale, and he continuously growled in a menacing manner.Emma clutched her throat in pain. Her chest ached as she witnessed Harry's current state.With a stinging sensation in her nose, she held back tears and turned to Vincent,
At Vincent's mansion."Emma... Emma..." A hoarse and feeble voice echoed.Sweat covered Harry's forehead. He squinted his eyes, and his eyelashes trembled continuously. Alone in the cold space, he lay on the bed, tossing and turning but unable to wake up. It seemed like his mind was engulfed by a terrible nightmare.Just as Vincent opened the door and saw Harry's strange condition, thinking the drug addiction had flared up, he immediately locked Harry's hands with a pair of cuffs.Harry struggled for a while before sitting up, his eyes wide open, shouting loudly, "Emma!"Looking down at his handcuffed hands, he breathed heavily, turning to Vincent with a bewildered expression, "Emma... Where is she? You are...""I'm Vincent, don't you recognize me?" Vincent waved his hand in front of Harry and asked suspiciously. He placed a glass of water on the table and then touched Harry's forehead to check his body temperature."Even if I were stupid, I would still recognize your hateful face.""
"If you dare take one more step, I'll shoot and blow your head off," echoed the cold voice of a mafia member from behind Harry.Emma's heart skipped a beat. Her face instantly paled, and she exclaimed, "Who dares to touch him? I won't allow it!"With that, she fiercely bit down on Manuel's shoulder, causing him to emit a slight groan.Tilting his head, looking at Emma, Manuel slowly set her down and chuckled, "Feisty woman, do you need to be so passionately protective?"Emma glared at him and was about to run towards Harry when Manuel tightly grabbed her wrist. Her entire body was now within his strong embrace. One hand lifted Emma's delicate chin, and the other waved a greeting towards Harry."Brother, do we know each other? It's a bit impolite of you to intrude on our private space so early in the morning.""Release her quickly. I came here to take her back."Harry's voice remained cold and stern, as usual, but his slightly pallid complexion couldn't hide the fact that he was unwell