At this moment, Damon Hawke, who received the information, was driving, dialing Elara Don's phone number repeatedly.
The phone rang with a beeping tone, but no one answered.
He dialed again, but the phone was turned off.
What exactly happened?
Damon was burning with anxiety, pressing the accelerator to the floor.
Meanwhile, Cole Hawke had just dropped Bea off downstairs in the neighborhood, and hearing Elara's cry for help over the phone made his pupils shrink suddenly.
Something happened to Elara!
"Bea, go upstairs yourself. Something might have happened to your mommy, and I need to find her."
Upon hearing this, Bea's little face filled with tension.
"Where's mommy? I want to find her too!"
"I'm not sure at the moment, but I'll think of something."
Cole pushed Bea into the residential area. "Bea, it'll be inconvenient to bring you along. Go upstairs and stay at home obediently. Remember, as long as you're safe, you won't add trouble for everyone. Understand?"
