In Saba City, the commotion over the missing person from a few days ago gradually subsided.
On the street, no one was seen holding photos, searching everywhere...
Everything seemed as if nothing had ever happened.
"Charles, can your friend really help us find her?" Zoe Yale followed behind Charles White into the tea house.
Along the way, she kept asking uncertainly.
Lucas Scott's face grew gloomier by the day, and she was starting to worry that if Stella York wasn't found soon, she'd have to prepare to pick up Lucas's corpse first.
"He said he has news and asked us to come over. If you don't want to meet him, you can wait for me at the outside seating area." Charles White interlocked his fingers with hers, bringing her to his side.
"That's not what I meant, I'm just worried about not finding her..." Zoe Yale bit her lips.
These past few days, not only was Lucas Scott searching for her, but Damian was also desperately looking for her.
