The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love
Chapter 69

Chapter 69

Wayne froze for a sec.

"What are you babbling about?" He slammed the table hard.

Sean flinched, realizing that Wayne really had no idea.

But how could he not know? He's Secretary Tesdal's most close person, isn't he?

How could he be clueless?

During that time, Secretary Tesdal lost a ton of weight...

"Oh yeah, now I remember. You were in R Country for those two weeks."

Wayne was completely confused. "Sean Hudy, I'm not in the mood for your jokes!"

"I wish I was joking... but Secretary Tesdal personally told me she had to take time off for the funeral of an elderly relative!"

"No way!"

Wayne stood up, shouting angrily.

But the next moment, he suddenly remembered Rosalynn's Instagram post from late April that he saw the night

before.

The photo had a gloomy tone and an undeniable sadness.

"Call Rosalynn!" Wayne demanded sternly.

Sean nodded, hurriedly grabbing his cell phone.

He dialed her number, but got the emotionless robotic voice once again.

"The number you have dialed has been turned off..."

"She's turned off her phone." Sean looked at Wayne in panic.

"Find her immediately. I need to know where she is, pronto." Wayne's voice was so icy that it felt like it could freeze everything around him.

"Understood!" Sean turned around and left.

Wayne stood there, unable to calm his breathing.

Finally, with a fierce kick, he knocked over the file rack beside him.

Everyone outside the CEO's office heard the commotion and held their breaths in fear.

After a short while, the elevator for the CEO's exclusive use dinged.

Jacob came out, looking weary and disheveled.

"President Strand, what brings you back?"

"Is Wayne in his office?" Jacob asked.

"Yes, he is, but President Strand..." Before the other person could finish, Jacob raced straight to Wayne's office.

He opened the door.

The office was in complete disarray.

Clearly, Wayne had a massive temper tantrum.

towns was now making a call, but the other side still gave the same robotic voice.

"How did you get here?" Wayne glanced at Jacob.

"Where's Rosalynn?" Jacob asked.

Rosalynn! Rosalynn! Always Rosalynn!

"You're asking me? I myself want to know where the hell she is!"

"She didn't come back?" Jacob asked incredulously.

"What's with your tone?" Wayne realized something was off.

Jacob tugged at his hair, far from his usual look as a dashing playboy.

"Last night, Rosalynn got kidnapped. Did you know that?" Jacob raised his voice.

Wayne's heart skipped a second. "Kidnapped?"

He strode up to Jacob and grabbed his collar, "Say it again, who got kidnapped?"

"That bastard Peter and his gang kidnapped Rosalynn!" Jacob said sternly. "When the rescue team arrived, she was trapped in a car that was about to explode. She almost... She almost died! Wayne, how could you not know? She called me! She must have tried to call you too! How the hell did you not know?"

"Weren't there people you arranged in Q City? Why didn't anyone protect her?!"

Every word Jacob uttered was like a bomb landing brutally on Wayne's body. "The call..."

Wayne hurriedly took out his phone and checked the missed call from last night.

"It was at this time!" Jacob yelled. "What were you doing then? You picked up the call, so why didn't you know. Rosalynn was kidnapped?"

"I was taking a shower, and Heatherway..."

"You let Heatherway pick up Rosalynn's call?" Jacob raised his voice in disbelief. "You clearly know how much she cares about..." "Shut up, just shut up!"

Wayne grabbed Jacob's collar, slamming him forcefully into a row of bookshelves.