Chapter 422: Chapter 422

The police provided her route, showing she boarded a bus and then got off at the final stop.

The terminal is a relatively remote small county town. She walked into a blind spot in the surveillance, and there is currently no trace of her.

However, the police said they would keep an eye out, and as long as she uses her identity information for purchases or buys tickets or checks into hotels, they will immediately provide feedback.

But this is not the answer Simon Rhodes wants; he is now very worried that something has happened to her.

Simon Rhodes did not rest the entire night.

Standing on a deserted street in the deep night, he didn’t know where he could go to find her.

He kept hoping the phone would ring, wishing it was just a false alarm in the end.

Simon Rhodes, who doesn’t smoke much, smoked an entire pack of cigarettes at night and took calming medication once.

Looking at the empty street, under the dim streetlights, Simon Rhodes sat on the curb, watching the sky gradually brighten.

Still no news of her.

At about seven o’clock, he received a call from Shannon Quinn.

"Mr. Rhodes, check the news quickly."

Simon Rhodes sounded somewhat fatigued: "What’s wrong?"

Shannon Quinn paused for two seconds before saying: "Haven’t you found Susan Wilde yet?"

Shannon Quinn: "You should understand after you watch the news."

Simon Rhodes listened in a daze, and after hanging up, he immediately opened the browser. The headline-pushed news was related to her.

He didn’t pay much attention to the title, because the video below it featured Susan Wilde’s face.

Opening the video, it was an exclusive interview with a reporter.

In the video, Susan Wilde sat upright in the chair, the reporter holding a microphone asked her, "Is there anything you want to clarify about your relationship with Mr. Simon Rhodes?"

Facing the camera, Susan Wilde appeared unnervingly calm: "First, I sincerely apologize for disappointing him with my affection, and I apologize for causing negative disturbances and impacts. After careful consideration, I have decided to leave him ultimately."

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Susan Wilde paused, then shook her head and said: "No, it’s because I don’t love him at all."

That sentence sounded unbelievably calm, but no one knew how much effort it took to say it.

Reporter: "Then why did you choose to be with him initially?"

Susan Wilde: "Because of a conspiracy. Just as people have analyzed, I am merely a pawn placed beside him, aiming to destroy him and The Rhodes Group."

The reporter was somewhat surprised, then continued to ask: "Now that things have reached the effect you wanted, why step out to clarify everything at this moment?"

Susan Wilde smiled, seemingly gazing through the lens at a particular person, saying: "Because his genuine feelings touched me, his words at the press conference made me feel guilty. I cannot continue facing him, and here I want to sincerely say sorry to him. Thank you for liking me this much, but I am not worthy of it."

Reporter: "Is there anything you want to say here to him or the public?"

Susan Wilde lowered her gaze, speaking softly: "Hope everything settles down soon, and both of us find peace separately."

Reporter: "Alright, thank you very much, Miss Wilde, for accepting my interview."

The camera shifted from Susan Wilde to the reporter, who said a few concluding words as the video progress bar reached its end.

Simon Rhodes watched the video, his bloodshot eyes slightly moist.

He looked up at the sky, took a deep breath to calm the dull ache in his chest.

He, of course, did not believe such statements from Susan Wilde.

Knowing that when he heard her say she didn’t like him, even though he was aware it was false, he still felt pain.

All those schemes and calculations were merely excuses she fabricated.

In the end, it was the fear of involving him with the relationship.

What he feared most was her guilt and leaving him in such a manner...

And now it might be even harder to find her.

Because she obviously wants to avoid him deliberately and naturally won’t let him find her easily.

This small county town, using passenger vehicles doesn’t need identity information, so estimating where she might go is difficult, even outside the province is possible.

But he would never give up searching for her.

Driving home with a weary body, he faced chaotic work he was already indifferent to.

Susan Wilde’s clarification somewhat improved the company’s current situation, but Simon Rhodes couldn’t pull himself together in a short time.

Having drunk himself numb overnight, he was taken to the hospital.

He used to abstain entirely from smoking and drinking due to heart-related problems, but now he no longer took care of his health.

Seeing this, Shane Royale announced on the third day that Sterling Group would temporarily be managed by Vincent Rhodes.

Vincent quickly stabilized the company, as his intelligence and foresight were well recognized by everyone.

Some projects from before, which had withdrawn, gradually started returning to The Rhodes Group for renewed cooperation talks.

As a result, with Landon Sutton managing two companies alone, Ronan and Zane Rhodes naturally became the best candidates to take over.

Ronan was so busy that he didn’t even have time to flirt recently.

He hadn’t seen Charlotte Sheffield for two whole days, but thankfully she occasionally replied to his texts.

Leaving the office at over nine o’clock this night, it was still the earliest he had left in days.

Ronan drove straight to where Charlotte Sheffield sells flowers.

Unable to drive into the street, he walked over and found she was about to close, but there stood a man in a suit in front of her stall, seemingly talking to her.

Ronan only saw the man’s profile, coupled with nighttime lighting not being as clear as daytime, he didn’t get a good look at his face.

Before he approached, the man turned and left.

Charlotte Sheffield bent down to continue tidying up and saw Ronan arriving.

She proactively greeted him: "Off work?"

Ronan walked over, looking at the man’s departing figure, asked her: "Who is that man?"

Charlotte paused before answering: "A flower buyer."

Ronan: "Why didn’t he buy anything?"

Charlotte: "I don’t have what he wanted, almost everything sold out today."

The explanation was reasonable, and Ronan was not suspicious, helping her pack up the stall.

He rode the tricycle with Charlotte sitting behind.

Watching him ride the tricycle, she couldn’t help but sigh inwardly, seeing how handsome even good-looking people look riding a tricycle.

Charlotte hadn’t expected such a gentleman to do such labor work, persisting longer than she anticipated.

After returning home, she cooked a bowl of noodles for each of them.

The noodles only had a few slices of vegetables, prompting Ronan to complain: "Isn’t there at least an egg if no meat? Or are you deliberately being stingy because I’m here?"

Charlotte watched him complain while gulping mouthfuls and remarked: "You seem to eat quite heartily."

Ronan grumbled: "That’s because I’m hungry. Didn’t even have dinner."

Saying that, he picked up the bowl and drank the soup inside.