His Domineering Lover
Chapter 587

"Girl, just stop dreaming. You're bound to get hurt if you fall in love with Mr. Gill." The doctor sighed.

"I want to see Mr. Gill. Can I?" Renee slowly regained consciousness.

"I'm afraid he doesn't have time for you. He's taking care of that lady." The doctor shivered at the thought of the gun.

"Who is she?" Renee didn't want to give up. Before Bradley brought that woman home, he treated all women the same.

"I can't answer you this question. I don't know her. But I'm sure Mr. Gill is serious about her. You'd better leave here when you're better. This is no place for you."

"No, I'm not leaving!" Renee grabbed her clothes tightly. She didn't get what she wanted yet!

"Alas..." The doctor did not speak again. Maybe she and Brandon were the only sane people here.

Tracey lay on the bed, feeling as if her body was on fire.

It was already 10 o'clock in the evening. As usual, Adam called Tracey to say goodnight to her, but she wasn't answering his call.

He thought she was taking a shower. Half an hour later, however, she didn't call him back or text him.

This had never happened before. In the past, if she couldn't answer his calls, she would have told him.

For her safety, Adam called Jane. Jane said in a worried tone, "Mr. Xiao, Tracey hasn't come home yet. I tried calling her, but she's not picking up."

"She hasn't come home?" Adam couldn't hold back his anxiety. Although Tracey was an adult, he was worried about her.

"Yes, she hasn't been back since she left for work this morning. Maybe she is working overtime, but it's too late." Looking at the heavy snow, Jane felt anxious. "Did she say where she was going?"

"No. She caught a cold last night, and she asked me for medicine before leaving."

"Okay, I see. I'll call her colleagues." Adam had a lot of thoughts in his mind.

Did she pass out at the company when she was working overtime alone?

He called Setlla. He saved her number before he left, in case he couldn't replace Tracey.

Setlla didn't know it was Adam. "Hello." "Where are you now?" Adam asked directly.

Setlla was shocked. "Pre- President Xiao, I'm at home now."

"Where's Tracey? Is she still in the company?" Adam prayed to God that his guess was not true.

"I thought you took her away." Setlla was a little surprised.

"What? I'm in Europe!" Adam said coldly. Something unexpected must have happened.

"President Xia was picked up in a Bentley around noon. We thought you were back."

"Bentley? Was there anything strange about her today?" Adam didn't dare to think too much about it. Although he believed in Tracey, he was afraid that something had happened to her.

Setlla thought for a moment. Then, she told him about the auction thing and that Tracey had received flowers and a ruby.

"Who sent her these things?" Adam was so angry that his blue veins bulged. He did not believe that a man would send gifts to a woman for no reason.

"I don't know. President Xia threw the flowers away and told me not to worry. At noon, she said that she had an appointment and wouldn't come to the company in the afternoon. Could something have happened to her?"

Setlla became a little anxious. When she learned that Adam couldn't reach Tracey, she had a bad feeling.

"Do you remember that Bentley's number?" Adam knew that he needed to calm down. Anxiety only made things worse.

"No, but someone does. President Xiao, please wait a minute. I'll call you back in one minute."

"Okay." Adam directly hung up the phone. He didn't want to waste any time.

Setlla called Grace. Fortunately, Grace had a good memory. She read the license plate number, so she must have remembered it.

Setlla called Adam as soon as she got the number. "President Xiao, here is the plate number..."

"Thanks." Adam hung up the phone and made a phone call to a big shot in City A. "I need you to look into a car, now."

"Mr. Xiao, what happened?" The man asked casually.

"Cut the crap. I'll give you the license plate number. Get back to me as soon as you can." Adam was not in the mood for small talk. For him, Tracey's safety was the most important. "Fine. What do you want to know?" "The owner's identity where it went." Adam's cold voice sounded. The anger in his voice was palpable, even over the phone.

"Wait a minute." Hearing that, the man stopped joking.

The waiting time was the hardest. Adam waited five minutes, but it felt like a century. He suddenly regretted coming to Europe.

If Tracey got hurt, he would never forgive himself!

He walked back and forth over and over again. Even though it was almost 11:00 at night in City A, it was still afternoon in Paris.

Adam irritably loosened his tie, as if a fire was burning in his heart. He wanted to see Tracey now.

"Little bunny, please let me know you're okay. Don't worry, I'll be right back." He'd bought a ticket home in five minutes.

Five minutes later, his phone rang. He picked it up without hesitation. "How's it going?"

"It's a Bentley, and the owner is Bradley Gill. Adam, why are you investigating this guy?" Obviously, the man was a bit afraid of Bradley.