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Blake grabbed the idea and checked all the wards in the hospital with George but could not find her daughter. "I'm sure she's gonna be with Dr Paige".Blake said looking at George who immediately got the message she's trying to send to him. "I think the best thing now is to go search for him Blake".George replied. "We don't have any clue on where he might be".Blake said bowing her head in her hands. "I think I know someone that can help us with that".George said starring at Blake who immediately raised her head starring back at him. * * *

" The George Group? Kevin George? Arosh is a little befuddled about Eva's an thomaniac expression. "The George's Group is a main organization on the planet. It has a property, diversion, cooking, transportation, mining, oil and, surprisingly, military arms! Their impact is all through Asia, Africa, and Latin America. It is a super tycoon in the entire world! In numerous nations, the appointment of pioneers is even overwhelmed by the George's Group! Kevin George, leader of the gathering, was named the main on the rundown of "Men that Women Want to Marry Most!" on the planet by the Top magazine. He isn't just rich, strong, yet in addition extremely attractive!

My thoughts were too heavy to focus on anything but the storm inside my head. I scrolled through my phone until I landed on George’s number and hit dial. He picked up on the second ring. “Boss.” “Tell me you have something,” I said, my voice low, rough with impatience. There was a pause. A hesitation. My jaw clenched. “I’m still looking into it,” George said finally, his tone careful, like he knew he was playing with fire. “I’ve really been digging but I haven't found any useful information about what Amanda has been doing all those years. But I promise you, I’ll have something soon.”

Letisha breathed heavily, “Please, we can talk about this, just fight for your own will!” She squinted her eyes from behind before gasping, “We have found George! He is looking for you!” To be continued…

Unknown "George!" I bellowed, my voice strained from the worry of the past few days. There has been a standstill in my plot in the last few days. George ran to the room I was in, his head bowed and his forehead a bit sweaty. I looked at him, my gaze sweeping his whole self. "Yes, I am here. You called me" he said and readjusted his stance. "I want you to contact Pero. Let him know that I want to contact him" I instructed, but George looked hesitant. "Is there any problem?" I asked him, getting up from my seat and making my way to the bar.

Her name was only needed in the final revision of the contract, and I was sure I was going to get it before then. “Yes, Alpha.” He said. I ended the call and dialled another number. It rang for a few seconds and ended without the other person. ‘I hope he isn’t slacking off.’ I frowned and called again. “Good morn—” “George, I need your help in finding someone.” I cut into his pleasantries. There was no time for greetings when I had a wife to find. “Wasn’t that the reason you went to Shadowmere in the first place?” George yawned, and my eyes narrowed.

The day dragged on as George frantically looked for his missing man. Since the man had no pockets, he didn't have his cell phone on him. So he could not call the general to tell him what was going on. He had all of his contact numbers in his phone, so he had not bothered to memorize any of them.

George finally erupted. But the disciples didn’t respond to him. They just focused on their search. George finally swallowed nervously and murmured, "What in the world are they even looking for?"

George was a little upset when he said this. He wondered where Elliot was at that moment and whether he was doing well or not. "I'm happy for you." Leah smiled. "By the way, has anyone found him yet?" George shook his head. "I have not contacted Miss Tate. If she found where Mr. Foster is, she would surely tell me." Leah nodded a small nod.

While the guy with her didn’t look amused at all. “Wait, why are we going through the trouble of finding his place? We can just call her!” George’s forehead crumpled at the realization. He reached his phone on the table beside the pizza packaging, while his other hand grabbed another slice of it. His back fell on the backrest of the couch while making a few taps on his phone. A second later, the other line that he was reaching out then answered his call in one attempt. “Hey! Where are you at?” George went straight to the point and took a bite of the pizza as he casted a glance at Lily who’s just observing him do the work. She’s still processing the fact that Georgia is dating a well-known CE