"Gone?
Arthur was in the middle of making a cup of coffee when he heard the news. The handsome man's hand trembled, spilling coffee all over the table for some unexplainable reason.
Ignoring the small drops of foam on his clothes, he quickly rushed to Ella's room.
He searched from the bedroom to the bathroom, even not missing out on the wardrobe. He then scoured the entire villa, even making sure to look in every small pet house – but regretfully, he found no sign of Ella.
After searching for more than half an hour with sweat dripping from his polished forehead and his breathing growing slightly harder, he came up empty-handed.
He ascertained that she had left.
Arriving in the empty living room, he threw himself on the sofa in a desolate manner.
"Mr. Lindsey, what's wrong?"
Rachel was perplexed. Why had he been searching so incessantly? His frantic search had turned the house upside down. Was that spoiled girl really that important to him?