A Sweet Night The CEO Loves His Wife Ardently

Seeing the live broadcast, Wendy frowned.

The activity went pretty smoothly. A lot of the audience gathered and participated actively.

She was in confusion, 'Then why Dad was so anxious? Or ... what happened before?'

Wendy pulled the live video forward a little. It happened to be the award scene.

A boy went up to the stage to take the prize. There was nothing special.

Wendy had met Quentin a few times when she was a child, so she couldn't remember Quentin's

appearance clearly. Therefore, she didn't recognize Harold and only thought that Harold was an

ordinary audience.

She watched the whole video and confirmed that there was nothing.

Perhaps Toby had suddenly thought of something important that made him excited and ignored her.

It was the only reason.

...

Toby arrived at the scene of the activity at a fast speed.

It was four and a half in the afternoon. The activity had ended and the reporters had gone.

Toby rushed over on the spur of the moment, so no reporters were waiting for him.

He went backstage directly and found the organizer.

The organizer greeted Toby respectfully, "Mr. Toby, glad to see you here."

Toby looked around anxiously, "Where is the boy? Why didn't I see him?"

The organizer looked at Toby in embarrassment and stuttered.

"Um ... Mr. Toby, when you called me, the boy had left the mall. I went outside, only to see he got into a

taxi. I couldn't catch up. I called you, but you didn't pick up."

On the way, Toby was thinking about Quentin and didn't want to be disturbed by others, so he turned

his phone on silent.

"What's his name and phone number? Where does he live?"

The organizer shook his head, "I don't know. We haven't asked the participants to register their address

and phone number. He only said his name was Harold Howell."

The name might be a false name.

"Didn't he get an award? Then why didn't he leave an address or any other contact information?"

The organizer was nervous, "He didn't need our help. He lives nearby and takes the award back on his

own. Of course, we can't force the delivery."

Toby continued to ask, "He also said he was a student. Which school is he from?"

"He didn't mention it."

Two clues were all broken. Toby was furious and shouted at the organizer, "You just know nothing!"

The organizer was confused.

People were just attending an activity and they wouldn't register so much information. Because even if

they register, they might not be able to win an award. Nowadays, people were afraid of privacy

disclosure.

But he could only apologize to Toby, "I'm sorry, Mr. Toby. I was careless."

In the end, Toby took a deep breath and calmed himself down.

The boy seemed to be a university student. However, it was summer vacation now and Toby could not

guarantee that the boy was studying at Peace City. It was like searching for a needle in a haystack.

Since Toby knew that he was a student, he had a specific direction to look for. As long as he found a

way to get all the student files and photos of all universities, he would find Harold one day.

...

Audrey went to the Cordova Group in the afternoon to discuss some matters with the director of the

Legal Department.

After that, Audrey was going to leave. Then she saw Elvis and Perry.

Elvis sized up Audrey smilingly, "Audrey, you look good today. It seems that things went smoothly."

Audrey pretended to be grateful, "Thanks to Mr. Elvis, everything went smoothly. What's more, thank

you for your concern for the incident at the Wild Goose Island."

Elvis wore a fake smile, "It was what I should do. Fortunately, nothing happened to you."

"Mr. Elvis, I still have something to do. I'll go back to the Law Firm first. See you later."

"OK."

Elvis sneered as he watched Audrey leave.

'Take the chance to be complacent. Sooner or later, I will deal with you.'

Audrey received a call from Harold at the entrance of the Cordova Group building.

"Hello."

Harold said anxiously, "Audrey, come home quickly!"

Audrey suddenly became nervous. She gripped the phone tightly, "Quentin, what's wrong? What

happened?"

"I can't make it clear at the moment. Anyway, you should go home quickly. There's something

important."

...

Audrey was worried that Harold would be in danger.

She hurried to take a taxi and returned home.

When she reached the community, she got out of the taxi and ran to her house.

When she finally reached the building, the elevator stopped on the 20th floor.

Finally, the elevator arrived. As the elevator went up, she was more nervous.

She was afraid that something did happen to Harold.

She was unable to stand any stimulation more.

Audrey walked out of the elevator and saw that the door to her house was shut. It seemed peaceful

inside.

However, under normal circumstances, the calmer surface meant the more violent and dangerous

things inside.

Audrey took out the key to open the door.

But she was so nervous that her hand kept shaking.

Just as she tried to open the door, the door was suddenly opened from inside.

It was Harold.

The moment Audrey saw Harold, she couldn't wait to check him.

"Quentin, what happened? Are you injured?"

Harold replied, "No, I am fine."

Audrey was puzzled.

"Then why did you suddenly call me back?"

Harold pointed at the living room, "Because of them."

Only then did Audrey find other people in the living room.