Adrian Law’s eyes narrowed slightly as he stared at Rosalind White’s aggrieved face, his gaze resembling a bottomless abyss exuding boundless coldness.

"It’s best if this matter has nothing to do with you, otherwise..."

Adrian Law didn’t continue, but that voice seemed to come from The Infernal Abyss, causing everyone present to involuntarily shiver.

The eldest young master’s aura was too frightening, as if he was ready to devour someone!

The two maids responsible for looking after Mimi trembled with fear, worried that if something happened to the little darling, they would be implicated.

"Young Master, Young Madam, we’re sorry, truly sorry, it’s all our fault for not doing our duty properly, boohoo..."

Cecilia Vaughn glanced at the two uniformed maids who were about to cry and gently shook her head.

"Don’t be afraid. Once the matter is clarified, no innocent party will be wronged."

They hadn’t been asked to constantly stay by Mimi’s side. Now that Mimi was missing, getting angry at them without any clarity wouldn’t help.

...

Adrian Law knew how important Mimi was to his young wife. Even someone as emotionally detached as him had developed some feelings for the little creature after living in Starfall Bay for so long.

He held Cecilia Vaughn’s hand and began organizing things methodically.

"Cecilia, I’m sending people to search now. We’ll comb within a five-kilometer radius first. You stay home and check for any hidden corners where something might be concealed."

The man’s voice was like a cold breeze, calm and composed, but although it was meant to be reassuring, Cecilia Vaughn couldn’t remain calm thinking of Mimi, who was nowhere to be found.

"No, Adrian, I’ll go with you. Mimi is naturally timid and only feels most at ease with us. There are maids at home to watch and they will continue to search thoroughly."

Adrian hesitated for half a second, glanced at the outside sky already darkening, indicating an impending storm, and finally nodded.

He sighed softly, knowing he couldn’t win against the girl’s stubbornness.

"Alright, follow me later. I’ve already sent for Wyatt Law and called seventy-plus bodyguards. We should be able to find traces of Mimi quickly; don’t worry too much."

"Okay."

...

The two quickly walked out of the hall, and Rosalind White, with an apparently worried expression, followed.

"Adrian, I’m also concerned about Mimi’s safety. Why don’t I join you?"

Adrian Law glanced at her coldly. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

"There’s no need for you to come. Just ensure that you can face a clear conscience."

"Adrian, what do you mean by that... Rosalind doesn’t understand."

Rosalind’s long lashes fluttered, portraying a fragile and delicate demeanor.

Meanwhile, Fiona Vaughn clung to Tyson Law’s arm and joined them with feigned concern.

"Mr. Law, I know my sister is very anxious about the missing cat. What if something really happens to Mimi? Tyson and I..."

Fiona thought it was a perfect opportunity; as the sky darkened, rain was about to fall. Accompanying them to look for the cat, she could fall ’accidentally,’ causing her pregnancy to end without a trace, making her plan flawless!

Cecilia Vaughn wasn’t aware of Fiona’s scheme but was particularly irritated by her comments.

"What do you mean by ’if something happens to Mimi’? Fiona Vaughn, I warn you to think before you speak."

Cecilia pursed her lips tightly, casting a derisive glance at Fiona’s belly.

"A pregnant woman like you shouldn’t get involved. Better take care of the child in your belly."

Instantly, Fiona’s eyes filled with tears, looking pitiful as if burdened with a great injustice.

"Sister...you misunderstood me...I didn’t mean to curse Mimi."

Seeing Fiona’s teary display, Tyson Law, concerned for his wife, quickly stood in front of her.

"Cecilia Vaughn, how could you speak like that! Fiona genuinely wants to help. You’re biting the hand that feeds you, unappreciative of others’ goodwill!"

"Knowing you’re pregnant yet keen to help, I wonder whether you truly mean well or have ulterior motives..."

Cecilia towered over, staring at Fiona’s belly, her voice as chilly as the winter night.

"You—"

Tyson Law’s cheeks flushed with rage, muscles pulsing, while Fiona, exposed, panicked, afraid Cecilia might uncover the truth about her pregnancy. She quickly tugged on Tyson’s arm to appease him.

"Tyson, stop talking. I know my sister’s temperament is urgent, boohoo..."

"Fiona, you’re just too good-natured, letting her bully you repeatedly!"

...

Cecilia Vaughn didn’t bother with the performance of the treacherous couple, her mind preoccupied with Mimi’s situation.

Finally, Wyatt Law arrived with dozens of bodyguards in tow.

"Young Master, Young Madam! Here’s your gear. The Law Residence is mountainous, and the sky looks like it’s going to rain. Are you sure you want to come along, Young Madam?"

Cecilia took the high-intensity flashlight handed to her by Wyatt and grabbed a heavy black umbrella, nodding decisively.

"Together, let’s go."

...

With a grand procession of dozens of bodyguards forming a search party, it looked rather imposing, yet it didn’t ease the anxiety in Cecilia’s heart.

"Mimi, where are you!"

"Mimi!"

"Mew! Mimi, if you hear us, just make a sound, please?"

They started from the villa area closest to the Law Estate, attracting many onlookers, including some wealthy heirs who recognized Adrian Law and joined the search.

Quite a few cat lovers among them, everyone called Mimi’s name together, trying to catch the little one’s attention.

But it all seemed in vain.

Cecilia and Adrian searched for over half an hour, and just as predicted, a storm burst forth from the dark clouds and poured heavily.

Countless rain droplets hit faces, rendering umbrellas useless, and soon Cecilia’s clothes were thoroughly soaked.

Cecilia didn’t show any intention of retreat, though her heart ached seeing the well-intentioned people helping them get drenched.

"Thank you all; you should go back. Continuing like this doesn’t seem to be a solution."

These were mostly high-society lads and lasses willing to help find the cat, which was already deeply appreciated. Further exposure to the rain was unreasonable.

Everyone wanted to persevere a little longer, but due to the unbearable winter chill, they eventually bid farewell to Cecilia.

...

An hour later, even the robust Wyatt Law felt the chill seeping into his bones, unable to endure further.

"Young Madam, Young Master, the mountain remains covered in underbrush. Perhaps you should go back for a bath and change, while my men and I continue."

Cecilia was drenched, lips purple from the cold, yet she shook her head resolutely.

"No, Mimi is the most familiar with me. I’m not leaving; let’s split up and search."

Without waiting for a reply, Cecilia plunged into the rain...