A Divorce Make Me Rich

Missing?!

Mavis felt a sudden darkness before her eyes and stumbled backwards. “How could this happen…” she muttered to herself.

Anthony quickly put on his coat and stood up, holding her waist as he calmly asked Kane, “When did this happen?”

“About three hours ago.”

Anthony frowned, with a hint of anger on his face. “How could they have only realized after a few hours? How exactly were they supervising Alistair?”

Kane explained with a worried expression, “Mr. Alistair was playing hide-and-seek with the security guards at the hospital. He’s very clever and always hides very well. At first, the guards didn’t think much of it and assumed Mr. Alistair was just being mischievous like before and hiding too well. But after searching for three hours without finding any trace of him, they became afraid that something might have happened to Mr. Alistair and had to come back to report.”

Anthony said, “Are you sure you’ve searched thoroughly? Have you checked the hospital’s surveillance equipment?”

“The bodyguards have searched around the hospital but found no clues. The surveillance footage is being retrieved, but it will take some time.”

Mavis’ fingers trembled with nervousness and her eyes turned red. “Where could such a young child go? Could it be that the Callahan family’s enemies deliberately targeted Alistair?”

Before finding Alistair, these were all speculations and no one was certain.

Anthony could only try to comfort her, “Maybe it’s not that serious. Alistair has always been mischievous. When he was taking private lessons before, he pretended to have a stomach ache and ended up falling asleep in the bathroom, causing us to search for him for several hours.”

Mavis was always uneasy in her heart. “But I know he was kidnapped with Spencer before and even thrown off the rooftop by the kidnappers, causing him to develop psychological trauma and be hospitalized. Is it possible that this will happen again?”

She dared not continue speaking, just the thought of that possibility made her feel suffocated.

Anthony lowered his brows, clenched his fists tightly, and the prominent bones of his fair and slender hands protruded. His face was gloomy, with a slight movement in his cheeks. His dark eyes were deep, as if a storm of bloodshed was about to erupt.

“If the missing time is less than 24 hours, we cannot file a case. First, send all of the bodyguards to search for him. Check the surveillance within several kilometers near the hospital and investigate whether Alistair is hiding in the game of hide-and-seek.”

He held Mavis’s hand, giving her a reassuring look, and continued to calmly arrange, “Report this matter to NIB. I heard that Malcolm is on a mission at the border and hasn’t returned yet, but Chad is there. Utilizing the capabilities of NIB will lead to a quicker investigation.”

“Understood,” Kane quickly arranged it.

On the way, Anthony held Mavis in his arms with his right arm and held her hand with his left, trying to give her a sense of security.

“Alistair will be fine, he’s just playing hide and seek, right?” Mavis couldn’t bear to think of any other terrifying outcome.

“Of course, with me here, no one can harm him a single hair on this land.”

Upon hearing him say this, Mavis did not feel any relief in her heart.

“You dispatched several bodyguards to the kindergarten to protect Alistair, and yet I managed to slip through and see him. You said no one dares to touch him, but he was still thrown off the rooftop by the kidnappers.”

Anthony was once choked.

Mavis still harbored resentment towards Alistair’s previous injury, and Anthony can only calmly explain to her,

“The incident where he was kidnapped before was indeed my negligence, but Alford is a wanted fugitive and during those days, I cooperated with NIB to investigate and crack down on black markets, destroying several of his hideouts. Now he is a rat crossing the street and does not have the ability to take Alistair away from under the watchful eyes of numerous hospital monitors and guards.”

For some reason, Mavis always felt like her heart was hanging in suspense.

She sighed, “I hope so.”

At that time, Chad had just finished an important meeting when he received the news of Alistair’s disappearance.

He immediately disbanded the meeting and instructed his subordinates to search for Alistair.

All the surveillance footage from the hospital had been reviewed and no suspicious figure that could have taken Alistair was found. There had also been no calls from the kidnappers.

Chad also prioritized the possibility of Alistair getting lost on his own.

Ten minutes later, Alistair’s photo appeared on the rolling screens of Suham’s shopping mall, taxi signs, televisions and car radios. The conditions were attached that anyone who provided clues to help the Callahan family find their missing son would be rewarded with a minimum of one million dollars and no maximum limit. However, those who submitted false leads would be arrested by NIB in accordance with the law.

Passerby A: “Could it be some new type of scam?”

Passerby B: “Open your eyes and see clearly, this child’s surname is Callahan! Look around Crana, famous and with such a big fortune, how many families are there like the Callahans? This amount of money is just a drop in the bucket for them.”

Passerby C: “Oh my God, Anthony’s son is missing? Well, you better start looking for him, finding him would mean striking gold! Then I don’t need to work my lifetime!”

Passerby D: “Hey boss, I’m constipated today, can I take a day off? What? We’re not working overtime today and everyone’s going to find Alistair?”

In an instant, the crowds of people coming and going on the street were all helping to search for clues about Alistair.

After all, as long as they can find him or, more accurately, discover a clue, they can become rich. This was much higher than the probability of winning a lottery ticket.

For the citizens, Alistair was not just a child, but a wealthy young gentleman with many labels.

For examples, endless cash dispenser, and the only child of the Callahan family.

Despite almost using the entire city’s efforts to search for Alistair, Mavis’ heart remained burdened with a heavy stone, weighing her down, “Let’s go look for him too. Waiting for news all the time will drive me crazy.”

After all, she was his biological mother. Perhaps she and Alistair had a special connection, which could help her find him more quickly.

“Okay, let’s go find him.”

“Let’s all go together. If there is any news, let them notify me.”

Chad was really worried about the couple and volunteered to ride in the same car and follow to find Alistair.

And the little one that everyone had been thinking about was not idle at this time. He was battling wits with Bryleigh.

In a hotel suite, Alistair was bound tightly to a chair with ropes, leaving red marks on his soft hands from his struggles.

Bryleigh sat on the bed opposite him, holding her phone and sending messages to someone, as if she was dealing with something.

“Pretty auntie, I’m very hungry…”

Alistair tilted his head, with his lively blue eyes flickering, innocently biting his small lips, looking adorable and charming.

From his gaze, there was no trace of fear, but his face was indeed a little pale and dehydrated.NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

Bryleigh raised an interested eyebrow and sneered, “I remember all the names you used to call me – old auntie, wicked woman. Calling me pretty auntie? Was this the first time you got schooled and your vision improved?”