Be’s eyes were fixed on her cell phone. Her heart pounded with each passing second, waiting for a call from Tristan. But the call she yearned for, the one that would bring her relief, never came.

Even though she had sent him a few short messages asking him to call her immediately, she still had not received a text from him.

Her mind started to be noisy, and countless negative thoughts began to worry her, imagining something terrible happening to Tristan.

Unable to take it anymore, Be decided to call Dn, Tristan’s assistant. He must be with Tristan now, right?

However, Dn’s phone couldn’t be reached either after she dialed.

Be’s eyebrow furrowed as she looked at her cell phone screen when she found out Dn’s phone was inactive. This confused her further.

She decided to try calling Tristan again because his phone was active earlier; he just didn’t pick up. She hoped this time he would hear and pick up her call.

But,

Still, the result remained the same.

Sigh!

’Are they in an area with a poor signal?’ Be muttered to herself, remembering Tristan’s agenda for today.

As far as she remembered, her husband didn’t say he would go to a remote ce. Besides, Astington can’t have such a ce without inte ess, right?

Be put aside her confusion and looked out of the car window at the quiet street outside.

The street was not busy as their car sped through the city, heading towards a private airport several miles from the city center.

However, it wasn’t long before Be’s mind was filled with thoughts of Tristan again. Her worry started to make her heart restless. Not being able to contact her husband made her even more anxious. What’s more, at a time like this, she was flying to another city without telling him yet.

Be turned her gaze back to Bryan, sitting in the front seat next to the driver.

After thinking for a few more seconds, Be finally asked him, "Bryan, can youmunicate with my husband or Dn?"

Bryan immediately nodded, "Sure, I canmunicate with them, ma’am. How about you... You can’t?"

Be exined that she had lost contact with Tristan for over two hours.

"Bryan, can you try contacting them now?" Be asked. "I need to inform my husband about our sudden departure to East City..."

Bryan was shocked to hear they were leaving for the East without Tristan’s knowledge. He immediately took out his cell phone and tried to contact Dn.

However, like Be, Bryan couldn’t reach him either. For a split second, his mind considered the possibility: if his Boss and Dn couldn’t be contacted, it meant they were in an underground base.

’Are they there now?’ Bryan muttered inwardly as he opened a unique app on his cell phone and sent a message to Max. The only way to contact their Boss in the underground base was through their hacker.

[Bryan] Max, this is important. I need you to contact the Boss immediately. His wife tried to call him, but it didn’t go through, and she is worried now.

[Bryan] Also, can you tell the Boss that his wife is now on her way to the airport? We’re headed to East City.

[Bryan] We will arrive at the airport in about thirty minutes.

"Can you contact them, Bryan?" Be’s curious, impatient voice was heard again after Bryan sent Max the message.

Bryan turned to look at her, "No. They may be in an area with no signal, ma’am." He couldn’t possibly inform her about their underground base camp.

Be’s shoulders slumped when she heard Bryan couldn’t contact them either. She became increasingly worried about her husband.

But Be found Bryan’s answer hard to believe.

’Are there really locations in the country where we can’t get a phone signal?’ she muttered in disbelief.

Feeling tired of worrying about Tristan, Be tried to close her eyes and leaned back in her seat.

****

Meanwhile, in the underground base at the city border,

Tristan emerged from the room wearing a light blue shirt stained with blood. His expression was dark, and his eyes were as cold as ice. It was clear he was in a bad mood.

Dn, who was waiting for him outside, immediately approached and offered him a cloth to wipe his blood-stained hands.

"Boss, we have to head to the office immediately. You still have a meeting this afternoon with a few shareholders," Dn said as he followed Tristan toward another floor.

"Okay," Tristan responded without looking at him, wiping away the blood that stained his hands.

"I have prepared new, clean clothes for you inside, Boss. Please..." Dn opened the door to a room that resembled a bedroom.

Then, he stood in front of the door, waiting for Tristam.

asionally, Dn looked at his watch, worried about their following schedule.

"Damn! We’rete..." He muttered anxiously.

The shareholder meeting this afternoon would be held in twenty minutes, and they were still in this area; it would take around 45 minutes to get to the office. They were definitelyte.

"Dn, where is he!?" Suddenly, Reid appeared and ran over to Dn, who looked at him curiously.

"Boss? He’s changing clothes inside. What’s wrong?" Dn asked, confused by Reid’s tense face, as if something had happened outside.

Reid didn’t answer, pacing back and forth in front of the room, making Dn even more confused.

"Damn! Man, can you stop walking like that? You’re giving me a headache!" Dn protested, ring at Reid.

"This is very important," Reid said, looking Dn in the eye. "It’s about our young madam. She—" Before Reid could finish, the door opened.

Now neatly dressed in a clean shirt of the same color as before, with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, Tristan fixed his eyes on Reid.

"What’s wrong with my wife?" Tristan asked while fixing his hair.

"Sir, Young Madam is heading to the airport. She will fly to East City in a few minutes..."

"WHAT!? Why didn’t you tell me about this earlier?" Tristan said, immediately heading towards the elevator.

Dn and Reid followed closely behind him.

"Where’s my phone?" Tristan asked Dn as soon as they got into the elevator.

"In the car—"