The CEO's Wife Is Super Charming-Chapter 363 - 360: Decisive Actions

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Chapter 363: Chapter 360: Decisive Actions

After dinner, Elliana Lyle was escorted back to her room, and the previously damaged door had been replaced with a brand new white-painted wooden door. ๐’‡๐’“๐™š๐’†๐”€๐“ฎ๐“ซ๐’๐“ธ๐™ซ๐“ฎ๐“ต.๐“ฌ๐™ค๐™ข

After closing the door, she quickly walked to the bathroom, looked around, and then unfolded the crumpled note in her hand.

"Miss Lyle, I am a journalist and a friend of Andrew Hue. I learned from Mr. Hue about your disappearance and never expected to meet you here."

A simple piece of English, she read it twice, then cautiously looked around before quickly turning on the faucet, soaking the paper and finally kneading it into pulp bit by bit.

The bits of pulp were also washed down the drain along with the water.

So the butler was a journalist and knew Andrew.

At this moment, her heartbeat accelerated. What should she do? What could she do to help the butler?

Perhaps what she was thinking was... could the butler take her away from this place?

It was as if, at that moment, all hope was magnified infinitely by the excitement in her heart, to the extent that it began to make her breathless and breathing gradually became difficult.

"Calm down! Calm down!" she kept repeating in her mind. Nowadays, her emotions were no longer as stable as before, especially prone to agitation.

Just as she managed to calm herself down, someone outside was already unlocking the door.

...

A few minutes earlier.

โ€•โ€•โ€• Office study.

"Sir, she saw the new butler slip an unknown item to Miss Lyle," a man in black respectfully reported to

Steve Brooke.

Steve Brooke, whose stomach had been churning, then looked towards the maid.

The maid smiled as she stepped forward, very respectfully saying, "Sir, I wouldnโ€™t mistake it."

"Oh?"

Steve Brooke put down the handkerchief covering his mouth, then said, "Are you tattling on Miss Lyle?"

The maidโ€™s smile froze instantly, then she didnโ€™t know whether to shake her head or nod, but she knew that Mr. Brookeโ€™s tone wasnโ€™t quite right.

Fear gripped her heart instantly as she looked at Mr. Brookeโ€™s naturally gentle face. She swallowed hard and boldly ventured, "I am working for you, sir."

Steve Brooke remained silent, his eyes still so gentle and friendly, but the maid began to tremble under his gaze.

"Very well, you may leave."

The maid breathed a sigh of relief as if granted amnesty and hurriedly bowed, "Yes, sir."

With that, she turned and left.

Just as the maid reached the doorway, a silenced gunshot echoed in the study for a second.

Then came a thud, the sound of a body hitting the floor.

Steve Brooke elegantly put down the weapon in his hand, then gently looked at the fallen maid and said, "Take care of it, and bring Miss Lyle over."

"Yes, sir. What about the butler?" the man in black asked.

Steve Brooke merely smiled slightly, and the man in black understood immediately, leaving without hesitation.

Knock, knock, knock.

An urgent knocking appeared in the butlerโ€™s room.

At the moment the door opened, the butlerโ€™s eyes widened, and within the next three seconds, he staggered and fell to the ground. Before long, those beautiful blue pupils began to dilate.

...

โ€•โ€•โ€• Salida Hotel.

The man on the bed was in a light sleep, with a faint tinge of blue under his eyes as evidence of his many sleepless nights.

The world was indeed vast, so vast that he couldnโ€™t find her.

These past few days, Norman Bennett had stopped managing the company, tirelessly searching everywhere, but still had no news about her.

It was at this moment that the phone rang, causing the already restless man to open his eyes.

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