Chapter 777

Clara had offered to send out a distress signal on her behalf. But Willow hadn’t revealed her hand, nor had she agreed. Whether Clara truly meant to help or not, she couldn’t afford to act recklessly. Yet now, it seemed there was no other choice but to trust her. Wait—Clara had gone out to buy groceries this morning. Why wasn’t she back yet? Just as the thought crossed Willow’s mind, Xaviar beside her suddenly spoke up. "Where’s Clara Winston?" Dr. Ryan smirked. "Second Master Bridgeton, isn’t Clara Winston your woman? Shouldn’t you know where she is? Why ask us?" But Xaviar wasn’t in the mood for banter. His expression darkened as he pushed his wheelchair forward and barked, "Bring me the two guards at the gate!" Dr. Ryan opened his mouth to protest, but then noticed Jhon setting down his chopsticks, his face grave as he watched the two guards being summoned inside. "How long has Clara been gone? Did anyone follow her?" The guards exchanged uneasy glances, beads of sweat rolling down