After assigning a few confidential tasks in the study, Harry Hunter walked out with Connor, only to find that Isabella Weaver's car was gone.
He paused for a moment. Why didn't she wait for him?
Natalie Niles lowered her head, her demeanor respectful, her tone devoid of any emotion, as if she was merely conveying Isabella Weaver's words: "Young Master Hunter, Miss Weaver said she had an important meeting and wouldn't wait for you."
Harry Hunter frowned slightly and responded indifferently: "Hmm."
Natalie Niles quickly opened the car door for him with the stance of a bodyguard: "Young Master, please."
Harry Hunter got in the car, his brow furrowed all the way to the company.
He called Isabella Weaver, but no one answered, and his texts went unanswered too.
This isn't right!
This is very wrong!
"Connor, go to Moonlight!"
Connor responded and turned the car around, heading towards the Moonlight Jewelry Tower.
