CEO's Dumb Bride

Chapter 144 Who Kidnapped Her?

Chapter 144 Who Kidnapped Her?

On the damaged door, there were faint scratch marks, and some of the paint on the door panel had been scratched off by fingernails.

The expression on Francis's face darkened quickly.

Nelson thought to himself that this was not good. He stole a glance at Francis's face and felt uneasy.

He hadn't come to see Lilian in the past three days, afraid that he would soften his heart when he saw Lilian's miserable state. Anyway, her husband didn't care, so why should he bother?

"Mr. Landau, it seems someone has taken Ms. Rossum away. I will go investigate."

Francis turned and left the storage room, heading to the living room. He noticed a complete divorce agreement placed on the coffee table. Lilian's signature was on it.

Without saying a word, almost instinctively, Francis tore the divorce agreement into pieces and threw it away. The scraps of paper scattered all over the floor.

Francis looked around again, but besides the divorce agreement, he didn't find any useful clues.

"Check the surveillance."

"Yes."

There were surveillance cameras outside the villa, so it would be easy to find out who had come.

In less than twenty minutes, Nelson copied the surveillance footage around the villa and handed it to Francis.

"Mr. Landau..." Nelson hesitated, wanting to say something but holding back. He silently looked at the surveillance footage and had a vague feeling that a bloody storm was about to happen.

Francis opened the surveillance footage, and the picture was clear. Indeed, someone had come, and it was not someone else but Courtney.

Courtney left with Lilian on her back.

Francis acted as if nothing was wrong. He slid the progress bar of the surveillance footage to the end.

That was the place where Courtney's car disappeared, a blind spot in the surveillance, so he couldn't see what happened next.

At that moment, Lester called him.

Francis looked at the caller ID and glanced at Nelson, startling Nelson with a cold sweat.

Yes, after he finished checking the surveillance, he informed Lester, and Lester must have seen it too.

The phone rang for a long time before Francis slid to answer. He turned on the speakerphone and placed the phone on the coffee table.

"Frank, I will explain this to you. I can't reach Courtney now, but I feel that there's something fishy about this."

Francis didn't speak. He stared at the phone, his fingers rubbing his wristwatch. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Lester continued, "Courtney hasn't left the house these past few days, so how could she suddenly go and take Lilian away?"

His implication was probably that Lilian had contacted Courtney, and they had said something that made Courtney run away.

If it was Lilian's initiative, it shouldn't be blamed on Courtney.

"Three days," Francis suddenly said.

"What?"

"I'll give you three days. I want to see both of them."

Lester fell silent on the phone for a moment. "Alright, I understand."

After speaking, Lester hung up the phone.

Francis closed his eyes, leaning back on the sofa, his fingers gently rubbing his wristwatch. "Find them. No matter what you do, you must find them for me."

Although his expression seemed calm, if Nelson looked closely, Nelson could still see the raging fury he was suppressing in his eyes.

Nelson nodded in agreement and quickly fled the scene.

As for Lilian, she was exhausted from struggling and had given up. She slumped in the chair, watching as the sky outside gradually darkened.

It was still quiet, so quiet that she could hear her own heartbeat.

Just as she wondered who could have come to the villa to kidnap her, she suddenly heard the sound of the door lock turning.

Lilian widened her eyes, staring fixedly at the door.

The door was pushed open, and a figure walked in slowly.