My Bossy CEO Husband

Chapter 192: That Man 

Luke was about to say something when Precious burst into tears.His heart broke and he quickly held and comforted her.

"Honey, even if you don't believe in me, you should believe in your father.He'll bring Ray back soon.I promise."

Precious nodded and stood up.

"I want to look for Ray, too!" she said in a resolute tone.

"Oh, honey." Luke sighed and stopped her at once.

"Please don't make any more trouble.Our family have already gone out to look for Ray.If you go, the bodyguards will have to take care of you."

"I don't need them to take care of me!"

"But your presence will only slow them down."

Albeit reluctant, Precious had no choice but to just sit by the door of the living room with a tear-stained face.

‘'I'll be the first to see Ray when he returns”' she thought.

Luke could not help but heave a heavy sigh as he gazed at the little girl.

Sadly, there was nothing he could do at the moment but pray that Raymond was safe.

Meanwhile, Wendy searched every place Raymond liked to go.

To be honest, he was not the kind of person who liked to go out.He liked spending his time alone, reading quietly at the comfort of his home.

Because of this, Wendy had no idea where to look for him.She just searched everywhere aimlessly and hoped she would eventually find him.

First, she went to Prario Mall.

Seeing that he was not there, she decided to go to the nearby library and bookstore.She also went to the apartment they had rented when they just returned from abroad.She had searched everywhere. © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

Still, Raymond was nowhere to be found.

To make things worse, the rain poured in a deluge.

Only a few people were on the streets at the moment.

However, because Wendy was wearing an unusual attire, she attracted the attention of many, including a reporter, who then followed her.

The reporter noticed that Wendy seemed panic-stricken, so he rushed to her and put the microphone close to her mouth.

"Wendy, are you looking for someone? Could it be that you're venting your anger because of the negative news about you on the Internet? Can you respond to the news?"

Despite the reporter's persistent questioning, Wendy remained silent.

She decided to leave without a word.She moved to the left, but the reporter blocked her way.She then moved right, but so did the reporter.

He kept bothering her, like an annoying fly buzzing in the air.

Unable to bear it any longer, Wendy slapped the microphone off the reporter and bellowed, "Go away!"

The reporter fell stunned for a second.

He quickly picked up the fallen microphone and followed her.

"Wendy!"

"Fuck off!"

The reporter's face darkened, but he did not stop.

Again, he shoved the microphone to Wendy, which almost hit her face.

"Wendy, please respond to the news online!"

All of a sudden, a hand grabbed hold of the microphone in the reporter's hand.

The reporter was dumbfounded.

To his surprise, it was Ryan.

He was wearing a black suit, and he exuded power and authority.

He was soaking wet, and some of his hair was stuck on his forehead.

He seemed in a predicament, but his eyes were nonetheless sharp and cold, which made him seem frightening.

"You...you are..." the reporter stuttered, his eyes wide in shock.

Without saying a word, Ryan smashed the microphone to the ground.

It was smashed into pieces with a loud thud.

"You!" the reporter bellowed in fury.

"She asked you to leave her alone, didn't she? Didn't you understand?"

His voice was low yet cold, and his warning was not something one could shrug off and ignore.

What was more, his eyes were like the stormy clouds—dark and glum.

A chill ran down the reporter's back as he heard Ryan's chilling voice.

Moreover, he was so terrified because of Ryan's aura that he even forgot how to react.

While the reporter was in a daze, Wendy seized the opportunity and left.

Ryan strode after her.

The reporter could not help but be annoyed as he watched the two leaving.

"Damn it! She got away!" he exclaimed.

At that moment, the cameraman swallowed hard as though he had seen a ghost.

"Why do I feel that that man looks familiar?"

The reporter furrowed his brows and asked back, "What do you mean?"

Slowly, the cameraman pointed at the huge LCD screen on the shopping mall, in which financial news was currently being displayed.

A stern face flashed across the scene, and the reporter's eyes widened in shock.

‘'That was the man just now...'’ The reporter almost freaked out at the sudden realization.

"Ryan Oliver?" The cameraman nodded in fear.

"Did you record what just happened?" the reporter asked.

The cameraman nodded again.

"Fuck! Delete it! Delete it now! Mr.Oliver doesn't like being recorded!"

The cameraman stopped recording the scene and deleted the footage at once.

The reporter's neck shrank back in fear as he watched Ryan and Wendy leaving together.

‘'Oh my God! I'm just an entertainment reporter! I was just following a starlet.I never intended to meet such an important person!' All of a sudden, a question popped up in his mind.

'Mr.Oliver and Wendy...What's their relationship?' Wendy took out her phone and called Raymond again and again, still unwilling to give up.

She had specifically bought a top-of-the-line smart watch for Raymond so she could contact him conveniently.

Not only was it waterproof, but it was also shockproof.

What was more, it was engineered to receive a signal wherever he was.

However, no matter how many times she dialed him, he did not answer.

In the end, her phone broke down because of the rain.

Bang! Wendy suddenly threw her phone, her eyes red in anger and anxiety.

Standing behind her, Ryan silently watched her.

At that moment, Wendy immediately regretted destroying her phone.

'Oh no! What have I done? What if Ray calls but can't find me? With that thought in mind, she ran to pick up her phone in the middle.But as she took another step, she slipped and almost fell to the ground.

"Watch out!" Ryan exclaimed.

Fortunately, he caught her in time.

Wendy got a hold of herself almost immediately.Then, with her lips pursed, she picked up her phone.

Her phone was done for good.

Its screen was cracked, and no matter how hard she tried, it would not turn on.

Tears streamed down Wendy's face.

It was apparent that she was plunging into an abyss of despair.

"What should I do? What if Ray calls but couldn't reach me? He'll be anxious."

"Wendy..."

"If he is kidnapped, the kidnappers will call me.But my phone is broken.What should I do?"

Wendy knelt on the ground and tried every means to turn her phone on but to no avail.As she realized that there was no hope for it, she covered her face with her hands and wept in anguish.She was like a child who got lost in a mall.She looked pitiful.

Ryan felt sorry for her.He put his hand on her shoulder and reassured, "If he can't reach you, he'll call me instead."But Wendy did not seem to hear what he had said.She wrapped her arms around her knees like a frightened child.

To let her know that he was there for her, Ryan took a deep breath and stood beside her, shielding her from the strong wind and rain.

He figured that Wendy was too preoccupied to notice his presence.

Even so, he would never leave her side.

All of a sudden, an image of a man appeared in Wendy's mind.

'Damn it! How could I forget him? Yes, that's right.He can find Ray! I've known him for a long time, and there's nothing that man can't do.He'll definitely help me find Ray...

At that moment, Wendy lifted her head and looked at Ryan.

"Ryan, where's your phone?" she asked.

Her eyes seemed hopeful for the first time.

Ryan took his phone from his pocket and gave it to her.

Wendy had no idea what kind of material Ryan's phone was made of.

It was raining so heavily, but his phone was still working perfectly.

She grabbed his phone and unlocked it with her fingerprint, which Ryan had set before.

She quickly pressed the dial button.

Then, she input a string of numbers as fast as she could.

Her thumb slightly hovered over the green dial key, but then she pressed it after a second.

She then closed her eyes and waited for the other end to answer.

Ring.

Ring.

Ring.

Wendy's heart pounded in her chest in anticipation.But after a few rings, the call was unable to connect for some reason.