The Abandoned Wife novel Chapter 5

Lucian glared at her silently for a few seconds.

Meanwhile, Aubree dug her nails into her palm to stop herself from revealing her real emotions.

“You'd better not be lying.”

Lucian averted his gaze a while later and turned to Cayden. “Did the police get back to you?”

Cayden's voice was grim. “Not yet.”

He glanced at Lucian carefully and asked, “Could someone has kidnapped Ms. Estella?” Concern was evident in his voice.

The girl was Lucian's darling daughter. She was well-adorned in the Farwell family and thus became the target of many of Lucian's rivals. Previously, she was nearly kidnapped.

Now, she was nowhere to be found, and even the police couldn't find her anywhere. Hence, Cayden couldn't help but think of the worst—someone had kidnapped her.

Lucian's gaze turned as dark as thunder. “Increase the manpower and expand the search area. I want to see her by the end of today!”

“Got it!” Cayden responded loudly.

He felt a chill go down his spine when he realized his employer was about to blow his top.

Lucian had just spun on his heels to leave when his phone rang.

Right now, he wasn't in the mood to talk on the phone. Pulling out his phone, he was about to reject the call when he realized it was from an unknown number.

Recalling Cayden's earlier words, Lucian scowled and answered the call.

A female voice rang out. “Hello.”

Hearing that, Lucian narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

Why does this sound just like her voice?

The figure he spotted that afternoon at the airport flashed across his mind.

“Hello? Is anyone there?” Roxanne repeated dubiously after a while.

Lucian came back to his senses and replied curtly, “Yeah.”

His answer was only one syllable, so it was too short for Roxanne to recognize his voice.

Roxanne heaved a sigh of relief after hearing his response. “Hello. I've run into a little girl who gave me your phone number. You must be her father, right? Are you free to pick her up now?”

Her voice rang in his ear clearly and resonated in his mind.

The more she spoke, the colder Lucian's gaze became.

When she stopped talking, Lucian's eyes were practically blocks of ice.