Chapter 423

"Got it, Mr. Lewis…" The other person on the phone replied quickly. Donald hung up, and his expression grew grave. He paced by the bed with his hands clasped behind his back, looking very agitated. Joyce asked, "What's the matter?" Donald came to a halt and looked intently at her, exclaiming, "Cynthia is missing!" "Huh?" Joyce was equally shocked. "How could she suddenly go missing? Have they looked everywhere?" "They're on it already," Donald said as he glanced at the clock on the nightstand. "We decided to send Cynthia away at the last minute, so only a handful of our most trusted confidants knew about this. "Even Jenson and Brianna were caught off guard by this. Who could have disclosed the information?" Joyce remained silent. After pondering for a moment, Donald still couldn't figure it out. As he turned around, he noticed Joyce standing quietly in a corner. He felt a pang of sympathy and reached out to pat her shoulder. "It's chilly at night. You shouldn't stand there