Chapter 6 - Find Her!

Kasper's POV

   I got ready to head to my mansion the next morning, I didn't want Mrs. Margaret and Butler Luke to nag me. I didn't have the strength to argue with them.

“ Sir, are you heading back now?” Butler Lee, Greg's butler questioned as I came downstairs. I was having a slight headache and still a little bit tipsy from last night.

“ Yes, I have work to attend to,” I said walking past him and heading to the kitchen to pour myself a glass of water.

“ Should I inform the young master that you're going home now?” He inquired even about heading upstairs to wake him up.

“ No, there's no need for that. He'll wake up and find out, I'll also send him a text once I get home... Probably,” I paused before riding on. 

“ Okay, then. If you say so but let me at least ask a driver to take you home,” he offered.

“ Don't worry, I can drive home myself,” I dismissed, walking out of the kitchen and towards the door but then the drowsy feeling I thought I could handle hit me hard. “ On a second thought, get me a driver,” I changed my mind.

Sitting down in the back seat as the car moved, I closed my eyes thinking. My thoughts wandering to different places. The image of Anastasia flashed and at first I wanted to open my eyes and erase the fact that I ever saw her but then Greg's words kept on ringing in my head.

“ Was I really being unnecessarily harsh to her?” I thought hard. Images of her cheerful face flooded my mind and for a split second, I found her attractive. My eyes popped open, what was going on with me?

“ Are you alright, sir?” The driver asked. He had most likely seen my reaction.

“ It's nothing,” I shoved. Was Greg right about me gradually liking her? There's no way I liked her but then again, what was the possibility that I wouldn't like her after staying with her for long? I held on to my head, Greg had gotten into my head and fed me weird thoughts. I was doing this for Aurelia and I had promised her to make everyone who hurt her pay even if it turned out to be her best friend.

Getting into my mansion, the only thing I wanted to do right now was take an ice bath and rest my head. I had drank a little bit too much.

“ What did you say happened?” I heard Steve talking in a hushed voice to someone. What was he doing here?

“ Steve?” I said as I walked into the living room. He had been talking to Mrs. Margaret and Butler Luke who had a worried and fearful expression on their face.

“ What's going on?” I immediately frowned. I had a feeling that something was wrong. “ Where's Anastasia?” The question slipped out of my mouth.

“ About that sir...,” Steve scratched his nape awkwardly, unsure of what to say.

“ I hate repeating myself. Where's Anastasia?” I questioned. I had no idea why I was asking of her but something told me that it was related to her.

“ That's exactly the problem, young master,” Mrs. Margaret spoke up.

“ Did she go out with those her teammates again?” The mixture of anger and jealousy ran through my veins at this point. Was she with him again? I clenched my fist as I remembered how he had nearly kissed her.

“ I wish that was the problem, sir,” she let out a sigh. “ We have no idea where she is,” she voiced.

“ What do you mean, you have no idea where she is?” I questioned in confusion this time. “ Anastasia!” I yelled as I walked up the stairs, the others following me behind. Opening my room door, she wasn't there.

“ Sir, I hate to be the one that breaks it to you but I think she's gone. Like I think she ran away,” Butler Luke voiced.

“ Steve, search the wardrobe and the drawers and see if anything is missing,” I instructed.

“ Yes , sir,” he quickly went to work, opening everything as fast as he could. “ She did seem to take some things out of the wardrobe and drawers but it's not as much as I thought it would,” he reported.

I walked out of my room and went to hers, she had taken most of the things in her own room especially her safe. Had she really run away? No way, she wouldn't dare.

“ What should we do, sir?” Steve asked in panic.

“ Get everyone out there and find her. I don't want her out of my sight, check as much as the most unsightly and unlikely places like the slums. Also get me a list of passengers from every airport that left between last night and this morning,” I gave out specific orders.

“ Yes, sir. I'm on it,” he said bringing out his phone.

“ I also want you to contact everyone she spoke to and interacted with yesterday. Interrogate them and get any answer that's relevant in finding her,” I instructed.

“ Yes, sir. I've already gotten all our men out there looking for her,” he informed. “ I'll contact all the airports now,”

“ Young master, I think you need to take a moment to breathe. Maybe we're jumping into conclusions too fast,” I knew Mrs. Margaret worried for Anastasia.

“ Has she ever come home this late? Besides, did she or did she not come back home last night?” I inquired.

“ She did, sir,” she replied in a low voice.

“ Then, how do you explain her not being here?” 

“ Maybe she's at work? We could always call to confirm,” Butler Luke suggested. He and Mrs. Margaret were protective of Anastasia, that I knew.

“ Steve, call the office and confirm if Anastasia has checked in,” 

“ I just did that, sir. She hasn't been to the company this morning,” he informed us.

“ What do you suggest I do to her when I indeed find her?” I looked at Mrs. Margaret and Butler Luke who gulped at my question. “ Because when I do find her, I'll make sure she gets the punishment she deserves,” I grinned evilly. Who did she think she was to throw a tantrum and have the guts to escape? She should have borne it in mind that she can't escape me, not now, not ever.

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