Reborn Of The Billionaire's Princess のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 211 - チャプター 217

Tiffany hurried to keep up with his pace. “What now?” What now? He found Kate, that’s what. If only they had a CCTV in the alley, then he’d know what had actually happened there. But since they didn’t, he’d go check for himself. His phone buzzed in his pocket. He stopped to check who was calling. “Yes, Jack?” He answered, placing the phone at his ears. They stepped out of the mall. “We couldn’t track the location of her phone, we think it’s either switched off or broken. But we were able to find out her last known location”, Jack said from the other end. “Where?” “SPAR mall”. Whatever hope he had faded. That was the mall he was currently at. Shit! Another dead end. He turned the corner and stepped into the alley. “Alright, tell me if you find anything else”, he said and disconnected the call. He pocketed his phone back in his pants, then turned to Tiffany. “Stay here, Aunt”. Tiffany nodded. “Alright” His eyes scanned the area as he walked, checking for any

Charles stared at the building in front of him. He'd expected the place to be in some kind of abandoned area, not a modest flat, very close to the city center.He heard footsteps approach and didn't need to look to know who it was.“So, this is the place?” Vincent asked, nodding towards the building.Charles gave a short nod.“Then what are waiting for”, Vincent added, already striding forward.Charles cast him a look before silently following.They reached the flat. Vincent raised a hand and knocked.No response.He knocked again. Still nothing.“Do you think he’s home?”Charles shrugged. If he wasn’t, they’d wait.Vincent raised his hand to knock a third time when the door suddenly swung open.“What they f*ck, I____”. The man mid mid-sentence at unexpected guests, eyes darting between Charles and Vincent.In panic, he hurried to shut the door, but Vincent wedged his hand between frame and forced the door open with a grunt.“Shit!” The man cursed and turned to run, but Vincent was qu

Tiffany sat on her bed, staring at the beaded bracelet in her hand. Her thought drifted back to the conversation with her father the day before. She had pushed a plate toward him, placing it gently on the table. “You need to eat, Dad”, she said, trying to sound firm but kind. “You’re only making your health worse”. Gabriel barely glanced at the food. “I’m not hungry”. Tiffany sighed, exasperated. “Dad..” “I told you already. I’m not eating, until they find her”, he said flatly. “Charles is already doing everything he can”, she snapped, but quickly softened. A sighed rolled out her tongue. “I’m sorry, dad. I didn’t mean to yell”. Gabriel’s eyes remained on the untouched food. “I’ll eat when I’m ready”, he replied calmly. She hesitated. “Tell me dad, why do you care so much about Taylor anyway? It’s not like you really know her”. Gabriel opened his mouth like he was about to speak but closed it again. Tiffany narrowed her eyes. Her father wasn’t one to be hesitant with