Chapter 566
Tiffany was missing.
She had vanished without a trace, leaving everyone in shock.
June’s face turned pale. Wasting no time, she commanded her subordinates, “She can’t have gone far! Search everywhere. We must find Ms. Kelley!”
Garry quickly grasped the gravity of the situation. With a nod to John Ross, the two split up, cach heading in a different direction.
A cold, biting wind swept through the underground chamber, sharp as a blade and chilling to the bone.
Richard’s expression was terrifying. His usually calm, striking features were now dark with fury. His piercing eyes radiated icy anger, filled with a killing intent that sent shivers down everyone’s spines.
No one doubted that if Tiffany wasn’t found, Richard would go to extremes. He might even tear the entire building apart, brick by brick, to find whoever was behind her disappearance.
June, panicked, shouted as she searched. Then, she remembered Tiffany asking earlier if she’d heard a strange sound. ‘Can her disappearance be tied to that?‘ June thought.
“Ms. Kelley! Where are you?” June shouted.
Jane ran forward in desperation. Suddenly, she tripped. As she stood up, she noticed a drop of blood on the ground.
She reached out to touch it. It was fresh, still warm. If it belonged to Tiffany, then Tiffany had been attacked recently and must still be close.
Just as June opened her mouth to call for help, a sharp pain shot through her foot. Something had struck an acupoint, causing her to stumble. Dizziness overtook her, and before she could react, she collapsed to the ground.
The hidden mechanism activated, and in an instant, she was gone.
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Tiffany regained consciousness slowly, her mind foggy.
When she tried to move, she realized her hands and feet were tied. She lay on an altar.
Her heart raced as she struggled against the bindings. Footsteps echoed in the distance, approaching steadily. Judging by the sound, it was a man.
Suppressing her panic, Tiffany loosened the bracelet on her wrist and lay still, feigning sleep as the man drew closer.
The figure stepped into view, a tall man wearing a black mask.
Tiffany’s cold smile masked her fear. “Hiding behind a mask? Afraid to show your face?”
The man didn’t react to her taunt. Instead, his gloved hand brushed her cheek gently, almost reverently. He sighed. “You look just like her. Truly your mother’s daughter.”
Tiffany asked, “You know my mother?”
As Tiffany wracked her brain for any clues about his identity, her childhood memories failed her. She couldn’t place him.
The man didn’t deny it. His silence was enough of an answer.
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He not only knew Faith but also admired her. At one point, he was close to winning over Faith. Sadly, things took a turn for
the worse.
Tiffany paused, then asked cautiously, “If you’re old acquaintances, why did you capture me?”
The man said, “Nice try, little girl. I know you’re fishing for answers.”
Suddenly the man laughed, his voice hoarse, “I can bring your mother back from the dead. But for that, you must die.”
Tiffany froze, shocked by his words. Then, she laughed coldly, “Now I understand why my mother didn’t choose you.”
“Why’s that?”
“Because you don’t deserve her,” Tiffany said sharply. Her mocking gaze pierced him. “Your so–called devotion? It’s nothing but obsession. You didn’t love her. You were consumed by your selfish desire to possess her. That’s not love. It’s pathetic.”
The words hit like a slap.
The man’s composure cracked as he lunged forward, gripping Tiffany’s neck with unrelenting force. His masked face betrayed no expression, but the fury in his movements was unmistakable.
“What do you know?” He roared. “Do you know how much I sacrificed for her? You dare call me selfish and despicable? I should kill you right now!”
The man’s grip tightened.
Tiffany gasped for air, her vision dimming. Just as she prepared to fight back, a figure leaped onto the man, shouting, “Let her go!”
It was June.
June had awoken in the secret chamber and stumbled upon the scene just in time. Without hesitation, she drove a knife into the man’s side.
The man recoiled, momentarily caught off guard. During the struggle, June managed to tear off one of his gloves, revealing a mole on his palm.
June’s eyes widened in shock. “It’s you!” she whispered, her voice trembling.
Before she could say more, the man struck back. His knife plunged into her chest, blood pooling instantly.
“June!” Tiffany’s scream echoed in the chamber as she watched her friend collapse.
Tearing up, Tiffany broke free from her bindings, ignoring the pain as the ropes cut into her skin. She scrambled to June’s side.
“June, are you okay?” Tiffany asked, pressing spirit herbs into the wound and tying a makeshift bandage to stop the bleeding.
Thankfully, the knife hadn’t struck June’s heart. The bleeding slowed, and Tiffany let out a shaky breath of relief.
Tiffany carefully laid June on the ground, then turned to face the masked man. Her eyes burned with fury.
“You lured me here just to kill me?” Tiffany demanded.
The man shook his head calmly. “I don’t want to kill you. I only want Faith back. She belongs with me.”
Without another word, Tiffany unsheathed her switchblade and charged at the man.
Their fight was fierce, but the man’s strength far outmatched hers. Exhausted, Tiffany faltered as he sneered.
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“This is your fate. You can’t–escape,” he said, throwing a blade toward her.
Tiffany refused to move out of the way. She was determined to take down this man, even if it cost her her life.
Suddenly, a powerful wind swept through the chamber, carrying a deadly chill.
“James Quinn, how dare you!”
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