There was no news of the arrest for the next two days.

The Lawrence family had sent their men to look for Wendy, but they could not find her anywhere in Coast City.

Troubled, Luther looked at Byron, who was standing in his study. “Sir.”

“Are there any updates on the investigation of Wendy’s whereabouts?”

Byron’s voice was cold upon mentioning Wendy’s name.

Luther could sense Byron’s anger, and he was afraid. “We found nothing. Even the police can’t find her.”

Byron’s mood sank, and it made a chill run down Luther’s spine.

“What about Henry and Magdalene? Wendy didn’t contact them?”

Byron’s gaze was sharp, and it showed how displeased he was.

Luther’s voice sounded nervous. He answered cautiously, “No. I’ve looked into that. They lost contact with Wendy since the photo got exposed online.”

Then, he glanced at Byron’s expression before speaking out what was in his mind, “I suspect Wendy might have fled. She hasn’t contacted Lucille for a long time, maybe because she noticed som