His Eagle Eyes on Me novel Chapter 747

Both Wesley's and Shea's phones were turned off.

It was clear that the good Samaritan who donated their blood was Shea.

Shea had given Robert close to an entire pint of blood.

An adult could donate at most half a pint at a time. Shea should not be donating blood, to begin with, but ended up donating more than the usual amount expected from a regular person!

How could her body possibly handle that?

There was only one possible reason why both their phones were off, and it was that something happened to Shea. Wesley must not have been able to handle the

consequences of his actions and decided to flee.

"I’ll call Shea's bodyguard!" Mrs. Scarlet's eyes reddened as she fumbled with her phone with trembling hands.

If Elliot were not exhausted from this entire ordeal with Robert, she would have called him last night to confirm.

He had never allowed Shea to go somewhere far away with someone else.

She should have been alert.

However, Shea had never lied to her!

Mrs. Scarlet was anxious and blaming herself. What would she do if anything happened to Shea?!

After she dialed the bodyguard's number, her call was answered moments later.

"Bring Shea home right away!" Mrs. Scarlet ordered. "If anything happens to her, neither of us would be able to handle that responsibility!"

The bodyguard immediately got out of bed, then looked around him and said, "I... I think I was set up!"

"What did you say?!" Mrs. Scarlet was dumbfounded. When she saw Elliot from the corner of her eye, she immediately composed herself and said, "Calm down. Tell me what happened."

"My mind's completely blank! I'm in a completely unfamiliar room and I don't need Miss Shea... I'm afraid someone knocked me out..." The bodyguard quickly left the room. "It must've been Wesley Brook. I remember he gave me a glass of water before I blacked out..."

Mrs. Scarlet hung up the phone, then turned to Elliot and sobbed, "The bodyguard said that Wesley knocked him out! Wesley must have taken Shea away!”

A chill washed over Elliot's face.

He stormed off to look for Wesley.

"Has Robert gotten any better, Avery?" asked Wesley's mother, S:e*ra. "I heard that he’s got a rare blood disorder. Wesley and William have been asking around this entire time to see if they could find a suitable source of blood for Robert..."