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At midnight, Byron came back home with a grave mood. He did not waste time turning on the light; he just followed the darkness to walk in his room direction.

He had instructed outside security to stay alert in his absence. He knew Abigail would not dare to leave. However, he still can’t take his chance. He hates making mistakes, most notably with the thing that is valued above anything, ‘Abigail,’ The girl he was searching for so long.

He stopped in front of the room door and gave a moment of thought before pulling down the doorknob to open the door and enter inside.

However, when he meets darkness, he turns on the dim light—only to be filled with rage, seeing an empty bed. The bed was neat and clean. It was almost like no one touched the bed. He got alert and checked the bathroom, but it was also empty.

“Damn It!” His jaw tightened, and he gritted his teeth furiously, striding towards the living area.

He was prepared to blast over Maggy and all his security guards, who dared to n