“What is it?”
“I suspect that Mr. Jeremiah is involved in Mr. Xavier’s disappearance. I can check Lumber Residence and a few other places, but when it comes to Mr. Jeremiah…” Mark hesitated, clearly uncomfortable.
As a subordinate, it would be highly inappropriate for him to pay Xavier’s younger brother an uninvited visit. Besides, it wasn’t feasible for him to cover so many locations in one night. Yvette didn’t wait for him to finish before she nodded. “I’ll go.”
“Alright.” Mark added, “If you run into any difficulties, you can reach out to Madam Shannon.”
Shannon certainly wouldn’t sit idly by if something happened to Xavier.
Yvette nodded again.
Only then did Mark feel reassured and set off with his men straight to Lumber Residence.
Whether or not the Lumber family was directly involved in Xavier’s disappearance, they were undoubtedly connected to whatever had happened to him after the banquet.
Half an hour later, Lumber Residence was surrounded by a dark mass of bodyguards, prompting Sunny to come out in a panic.
“Mr. Xyrax! What’s going on?” Sunny asked nervously.
Mark didn’t waste time talking. “Where’s Mr. Lane?”
“Mr. Xyrax, how should I know where Mr. Lane is? Did you lose him?” Sunny quipped, trying to mask his anxiety.
He glanced at the imposing crowd outside, puzzled. Hadn’t Xavier lost all his power? How did he still command so many men?
Unimpressed by Sunny’s tone, Mark adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses with one hand and then swiftly grabbed Sunny’s wrist. He then twisted it back until a loud crack echoed. Sunny’s bones had been dislocated.
“Ahhh!” Sunny screamed in pain and quickly pleaded, “Mr. Xyrax, let’s talk this out. I really don’t know where Mr. Lane is.”
Mark’s expression darkened. “Do you want to lose your other arm too?”
Sweating and gritting his teeth through the pain, Sunny responded, “I can’t tell you even if you break both my hands! I really don’t know!”
As the seconds ticked by, Mark realized he couldn’t afford to waste more time with him.
“Think carefully. If something happens to Mr. Lane, you won’t live to see another day,” Mark warned.
Sunny nodded repeatedly. “I know, I know! I wouldn’t dare harm him. You can have someone keep an eye on me. If I did anything to Mr. Lane, they can end me.”
He was telling the truth. All he’d
done was help Jeremiah drug
Xavier. As for what had happened to Xavier afterward, that had all been Jeremiah’s doing-Sunny genuinely had no idea.
Jeremiah had also assured him that Xavier’s life wouldn’t be in danger.
Mark ordered his men to watch over Sunny before moving on to check other places.
It was meant to be a sleepless night in Tirion.
Tristan was even more restless.
When Kiki rushed to the hotel from home, she was on the verge of tears. “Did you lose Zac?”
“Not yet. I’ve got people looking for him,” Tristan replied, frowning. Who would dare mess with that little rascal? They must have a death wish!
After locating the man whom Zachary had tricked, Tristan found him kneeling on the ground in the middle of the night, banging his head against the floor in apology.
“Mr. Shaw, swear I didn’t know he
was your son! If I had known, I
wouldn’t have the courage to go.
after him even if I had nine lives. He could’ve pulled my pants down however he wanted!”
Kiki was puzzled. “Zac is usually so well-behaved. Why would he pull down your pants for no reason?”
The man scratched his head. “I have no idea.” He couldn’t believe his bad luck. First, he had been humiliated by a kid pulling down his pants, and then he had been dragged away by Shaw family members in the middle of the night.
Hearing that, Tristan kicked the man and gave an order to his men. “Take him away and bury him.”
The man was so terrified he wet himself on the spot.
“No, Mr. Shaw, please spare me! I know I was wrong…”
Kiki was startled too. She had heard rumors about Tristan’s ruthlessness, but she hadn’t expected him to treat human life so carelessly.