Find Me In Your Labyrinth novel Chapter 1923

Jonathan's gaze fell upon the empty chair, his handsome face as pale and cold as the icy grips of winter.

He made his way to the table, where a tablet lay flickering with life. Its lights danced weakly upon the wall, thousands of images flashing by in rapid succession.

So, the video call he'd been on had been nothing but a pre-recorded facade.

The conversation had shifted with such speed that the naked eye couldn't catch the deception.

On his phone screen, Estelle's smile had lost its warmth. "Jonathan, why are you so quiet?"

He looked down at Estelle in the video, his eyes bloodshot and fiery red, and spoke with deliberate pause, "Ella, how could you deceive me like this?"

In the video, Estelle stared back in stunned silence.

Jonathan ended the call and turned to leave in haste.

"Mr. Lamont, what on earth is going on?" Old Wade followed, his voice laced with panic.

Jonathan's breath was chilling as he strode towards the door. Just as he was about to leave, Old Mr. Jarvis hurried over, a flustered expression on his face.

"Jonathan!"

He stopped and turned, his tall frame casting a shadow in the dim light, his eyes slightly downcast. "Mr. Jarvis!"

Old Mr. Jarvis's face was a picture of alarm. "Estelle never went there to be a judge, did she? She lied to you, and she lied to me!"

Jonathan's voice was hoarse with emotion, "I'm going to find her. No matter where she is, I'll bring her back!"

"She's gone to see Gab. She must have gone to find Gab!" Old Mr. Jarvis's usually composed face was etched with panic and regret. "It's my fault. Why did I mention Gab in front of her? Why did I talk about him?"

He began to cough violently, his body shaking with each hack.

"Sir!"

"Mr. Jarvis!"

Both Old Wade and Jonathan rushed to support Old Mr. Jarvis.

"I'm alright," Old Mr. Jarvis breathed deeply, trying to suppress his rising anger.