Carl was always so straightforward to his sister, Molly sighed.
"Jessica didn't tell me where she was. She said she wanted to take a stroll for distraction. And she will be home at night." She relayed Jessica's words to Carl.
"You..." Carl was so angry that he got speechless, "I told you to ask her where she is! And that's not an answer!"
"She doesn't want to tell me. I have no choice. Besides, she will be home at night, so calm down. Jessica is a grown-up and she can take care of herself. Don't worry." Molly felt that Carl was too anxious.
But how could he calm down if he didn't see her?
Carl felt their conversation was going nowhere, so he hung up the phone directly. It was better to wait at home.
Molly was about to comfort Carl a bit more, but she didn't expect that Carl would hang up the phone before she could speak.
That was typical of him.
Carl did not have the mood to deal with his work at the company. He asked Kalyan to call him if there were urgent documents and send them to his house.
He drove all the way home, but the house was pitch black when he entered.
Jessica hadn't returned yet.
He was in no mood to turn on the lights, so he changed his shoes and sat down on the sofa.
After a while, he remembered that the food in front of Jessica was almost unmoved when they were at the Golden Cauldron Club.
Jessica didn't eat much, so she would be hungry when she came back from her stroll.
Then Carl went to the kitchen and cooked something Jessica liked. When she got back, she would have something to eat.
Carl tossed around in the kitchen for an hour or two. When he came out, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.
However, the house was still quiet. Jessica had not returned yet.
He had known that Molly's words were unreliable.
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