Chapter 1867

"Mom, what did you just say?" Charles asked. His brows furrowed instantly, and an overwhelming sense of unease surged within him. "Mom, I personally took Nicola back to her courtyard last night!" "No!" Renee's voice grew increasingly anxious. "The maids said that she never returned!" Nicola had never made it back to Cillian's courtyard. Charles' heart pounded erratically. He took a deep breath, trying to steady himself. "Mom, don't worry. I'll find her." He reassured Renee, telling her not to panic, but in reality, he was even more anxious than she was. Still, he knew that he had to stay calm. If he lost his composure now, it would only make finding Nicola even more difficult. Wasting no time, Charles' face darkened as he dialed Brandon's number. "Brandon, check the surveillance cameras outside Cillian's courtyard now! Hurry!" Meanwhile, Willow found that day's spectacle highly entertaining. Watching Sylvia tremble like a withered leaf in the wind, her face ashen and broken