Substitute Bride For Young Master
Chapter 28's
“Master Smith?” call Raymond again with some hesitation. Even though it was just from a cell phone, he could sense that Alex was weighing something. Does that guy know where Lorie is?
“Are you still in Venice?”
“Yes. I'm still waiting for news from the police, but until a few hours ago there was still no certainty. I'm really worried about him. Can you help find where she is?”
“*You really want to meet him*?”
“Yes,” Raymond said without thinking twice. He was eager to meet Lorie.
“*Why*?”
Wh why?
This time Raymond was silent for a while. He didn't know what to give Alex Smith. Should he tell you about the “ accident” that happened between him and Lorie five days ago?
“*Raymond*?”
“Yes, Mr. .. I'm just worried. We promised to have lunch together, but he never showed up. Then when I found out that she was kidnapped, I was really worried. Can you help track its location?”
“*Set up with the fastest flight to Broocklyn*.”
“Huh?”
“*I said take the fastest flight to Broocklyn*.”
“Dia ... is there?”
“*Come if you want to know. I close first, the kids are looking for me*.”
“Tapi—“
Peware ....
Raymond stared at his phone with a fickle expression, between doubt and a little hope, the man did not know what to react to. Alex Smith told him to go to Broocklyn, does that mean he found Lorie and brought her home?
Raymond's heart was racing faster. He stopped a passing taxi and asked the driver to take him back to the hotel.
With trembling hands he checked the schedule of the earliest flight to Broocklyn. It was about two in the morning. Without a doubt he immediately booked a plane ticket that would leave in three hours.
A glimmer of hope penetrated his heart and mind, providing a new supply of energy and vigor. His heart was pounding incoherently. If Alex manages to find Lorie, is she okay?
Hopefully so ....
After asking the taxi driver to wait in the lobby, Raymond actually ran towards the elevator, waiting impatiently as it carried him to the 12th floor. The elevator door had not even opened perfectly when he barged out and ran again towards his room.
The man washed his face several times to remove the effect of the influence, then rushed to change clothes. He quickly cleaned his luggage and stuffed it into a suitcase carelessly, then dragged the gray box out of the room. The entire process up to *check out* from the hotel does not take 15 minutes.
“Ke airport, Sir,” the door after sitting in the passenger seat.
“Good, Mr.” The driver immediately started the car and drove out of the hotel's courtyard.
Raymond leaned back on the chair and rubbed his face a few times. He took his phone and sent a message to Alice.
**I'm heading to the airport to go to Broocklyn. From there, I will catch up with you. Send me your new location**.
After sending the message, Raymond turned his gaze outside. The effects of drunkenness are still a little felt, but the brain is clearer.
It was fortunate that Kinara's number was still active .. It was even more fortunate that Alex did not ignore it. The man could have said that he did not know Lorie's boat at all, but he instead asked her to come to Broocklyn.
Raymond was pretty sure Lorie was there. Enthusiasm filled his veins, making his heart beat twice as fast.
But the joy did not last long. When Raymond thought of what he should say to Lorie, he suddenly became lethargic. The woman went directly early in the morning to the pharmacy .. does she want to buy the contraceptive pill? Did she drink it before she was kidnapped?
Too worried about Lorie's disappearance, Raymond didn't even have time to think about why she was in front of the dispensary early in the morning. Now he just realized it and did not know how to behave when they met later.
Will he be angry? Will he yell at her and scold her? Will he keep his distance and act like a stranger? Or ... maybe he doesn't even want to meet at all ....
Anxiety and worry hit the man again. What if Lorie really doesn't want to meet? Should he tell Alex about the incident and ask her to mediate?
“Gosh ...”
Raymond complained and stomped his throbbing temple. Had he not been drunk that night, nothing like this would have happened. Had she not brought up the problem of having Alice quit the modeling world after her *road show* ended, maybe now they are enjoying a wonderful and romantic time in Boston City.
However, the reality was inversely proportional to all the suppositions that kept spinning in his head. The reality ... she had corrupted a girl, while her relationship with Alice deteriorated.
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