It had been a full day that Jackie Leves had personally brought his men to look for Serene Silas, but he still hadn't found her.
Jackie couldn't find her and her safety was unknown. He could only feel as if his soul had been taken away, wandering in the valleys between the mountains.
Misty Mountain covered a vast area, it was impossible for Serene, an injured person, to get out of the forest alone... As he thought of her being injured, a thought flashed across Jackie's mind.
Just as he was trying to catch the fleeting thought, he was interrupted by Daryl Leves. Daryl had come over to report on the progress on the search.
He turned around and asked coldly, "What's the matter?"
Daryl said cautiously, "Young Master, there is a call from Mr. President. He wants to meet you."
Jackie turned his head and looked at Daryl coldly. He didn't say anything, but Daryl knew what he was thinking. He didn't have time to see anyone before he could find Serene.
In other words, nothing was more important than looking for Serene.
Daryl added, "Mr. President said they have found Miss Silas."
"What?" Jackie turned around and grabbed Daryl by the collar and growled, "What did you say? Say it again?"
Daryl was frightened by his master's expression. A few seconds later, he said, "Young Master, Miss Silas must have been taken by the President's people. He called to talk to you about Miss Silas."
When he heard that Serene had been rescued by Nathaniel Cooper's men, he knew that she was still alive, Jackie let out a sigh of relief, but soon his anger and jealousy erupted.
"Did his men take Serene back? How does his men know where Serene was?" Before this, Daryl had reported to him that Nathaniel had never sent anyone to keep an eye on Serene so how could he know where Serene was? He decided to give Nathaniel a chance to explain for himself.
Now it seemed that Nathaniel's words might not be credible.
"Young Master, do you want to meet Mr. President?" Daryl asked carefully again. He shrank his neck, worried that Jackie who was in a rage, would twist his head off his neck in anger.
"Of course, how could we not meet?" Nathaniel took the initiative to come to him. This is his domain, who could possibly hide from him? What else could they do if they didn't meet?
Nathaniel came to see Jackie this time as himself, not as the President, so only the driver, Jamie, and his personal bodyguard, Horatio accompanied him.
The car drove slowly on the winding road, and it took them almost half an hour to get to the villa.
Nathaniel had heard of the beautiful scenery on Misty Mountain and he thought that he could use this opportunity to experience it for himself.
It was true that Misty Mountain was a fairyland, now that they were halfway up the mountain, it felt like they were on the clouds.
"Sir, we're here." The one who spoke was the bodyguard, Horatio, who first got off the car and looked around to make sure that surroundings were safe before letting their Mr. President alight.
Horatio was particularly careful as his vision was severely limited by the massive fog. He stood close, next to Nathaniel, and was constantly observing the surroundings.
"Okay." Nathaniel got out of the car and nodded. His tall body stood in the fog and looked up at the building in front of him.
"Sir, this is it." Horatio pointed to the building in front of him. Horatio frowned discontentedly because no one had come forward to welcome his master. Seeing that his master did not show any dissatisfaction, he quickly calmed down.
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