Chapter 22

Camila's sudden disappearance sent shockwaves through the entire estate. No one could believe it-Camila had actually managed to slip away from a place guarded tighter than a presidential palace. Beckett immediately ordered every guard to search for her. But after combing through the entire estate, there was still no sign of her. Cold sweat started to bead on Beckett's forehead. Mr. Ellington had made it clear-Camila was to be watched closely. But she'd vanished on his watch. He'd messed up, big time. "Where's Locke? Has he found anything yet?" Camila mattered too much to Prescott. It wasn't just because she was chosen as the potential surrogate. It was the way he treated her-different from anyone else. And for a man like him, who always kept women at arm's length, that was a huge deal. Prescott had been alone for so long. He needed someone gentle, like Camila, by his side. "Still nothing..." Just then, a guard rushed in. "Mr. Fraser, Locke called. He found out Camila booked a 4 PM flig