Both concealed bodyguards pointed toward the nearby scene that looked like an ordinary traffic accident. One of them answered, "They left the young mistress by the roadside and drove to the opposite highway trying to escape. They ended up crashing into that container truck. The car was destroyed and they died."

Such a coincidence?

Julia Bluen and Glades Horne exchanged glances; the couple's thoughts were unexpectedly aligned.

"Ms. Bluen, I'm so sorry, it's all my fault. If I hadn't arranged to have dinner with you, you wouldn't have encountered this accident. Mr. Horne, it's my fault, I'm sorry. If I had known something like this would happen, I wouldn't have dared to invite Ms. Bluen to dinner," Silvia Baxter's voice rose again.

It was only then that Glades Horne noticed Silvia Baxter. The moment he saw her, he remembered how she had looked at his beloved wife with covetous eyes. He felt not the slightest bit of fondness for Silvia Baxter, even viewed her as a rival in love—how amusing, a female rival!

His gaze, piercing and cold, with eyes sharp enough to penetrate one's soul, swept over Silvia Baxter, making her afraid to meet his stare.

"You were going to have dinner with her!" Glades Horne bowed his head, grinding his teeth as he growled lowly at the love of his life in his arms. He was angry, very angry. His beloved wife was actually going to have dinner with a woman he considered a rival in love!

Sensing her husband was about to fly into a rage, Julia Bluen silently cursed her misfortune. She had agreed because Silvia Baxter suggested discussing business over dinner. Besides, Silvia was a woman, and her family's business had a long-standing partnership with Valence Group; surely, she wouldn't harm her, right? How was she to know something like this would happen?

"Oh, I'm dizzy, my neck hurts, Glades, I'm scared." Julia Bluen's pretty face fell, and in front of everyone, she began to act coquettishly with Glades Horne. Then, the man who valued his wife more than his own life immediately bent down, swept Julia Bluen into his arms, and hurried to his car.

However, his cold voice still carried back, "James, I want you to look into this for me! I want the name of the person behind the scenes!"

James Horne looked at the scene of the accident. With the kidnapper dead and the car destroyed, how was he supposed to investigate?

"Big brother..."

"If you can't do it, find Ruiz to do it!"

Glades Horne's cold voice carried an irrefutable command.

Immediately, James Horne fell silent as if struck by the chill, not daring to say anything more. Even if he couldn't find out, he still had to look into it.

This was the first time his big brother had instructed him to deal with a matter related to Julia, and he had to find a way to accomplish it. Besides, he too wanted to uncover the person pulling the strings behind the scenes.

Fortunately, Julia was unharmed; otherwise, he would have lost control too. But he had no legitimate reason to fly into a rage.

He wasn't like his elder brother; his secret admiration for Julia couldn't be exposed. If he lost too much control, outsiders might discover his secret love for his own sister-in-law. Then, his mother, who loved to stir up trouble, would undoubtedly cause a huge scene with his aunt.

For the past month, their father's finances had been frozen, and he hadn't been home. This absence had made his mother even more resentful towards his aunt and his elder brother. His elder brother was the person he respected the most. He wouldn't allow anyone to trouble him, not even his own dear mother.

James Horne watched as Glades Horne carried Julia Bluen away, his heart filled with a deep yearning to be the one holding Julia at that moment. It was a yearning that likely would never be fulfilled in his lifetime.

「Grandeur Gardens.」

The home of Julia Bluen and Glades Horne.

In the luxurious and spacious bedroom, the curtains were quickly drawn.

The heating in the room was turned on as well.

The soft winter sun played hide-and-seek outside the window. The weather was unpredictable today.

Julia Bluen was tossed back onto the soft, big bed by Glades Horne. Although he 'tossed' her, his movements were extremely gentle. Glades Horne had not forgotten that his beloved wife was carrying a nine-week-old baby in her womb.

"Glades..."

His handsome face was as unpredictable as the weather at sea.

His eyes were as deep as abysses. Julia, who could usually read his thoughts, suddenly found herself unable to do so now, unsure of what he intended to do with her next.

In this matter, she didn't think she was in the wrong, right? It was broad daylight, and she was just going out to eat with a girl. Was there any harm in that?

"I'm not hurt!"

Julia knew he was afraid, afraid that she had been injured. This man's love for her was like his eyes—deep and fathomless. With a husband like this, Julia Bluen considered herself blessed in this life.

"Thank goodness, thank goodness..." Glades Horne began to murmur.

Although he had only caught a glimpse of the accident scene, its horrific state was enough to make him tremble. If they hadn't released Julia first, then...

He didn't dare to imagine it. What would he do if something happened to Julia? For twenty-six years, from the time she was a baby who could only cry, he had grown accustomed to having her in his world. If she suddenly left his world, could he even go on living? He always considered his abilities to be second to none in T City. Yet his wife, Glades Horne's wife, could still be taken from him in broad daylight. He absolutely had to find the mastermind behind this! Even if the leads ended here, he believed that one day, he would be able to uncover the culprit!

"Julia, Julia." "You're okay, you're okay..." His body and hands trembled lightly, yet his grip on hers remained strong and firm. She could feel the fear in his heart.

Other than the last time she feigned fainting, he had never shown such anxious fear. Now, he was even more frightened than before.