Without lingering much longer, after hearing the refusal, Charles Northwood left immediately.
Reaching for Nia Mitchell's phone, Charles Northwood frowned as he checked it; no calls had come through.
With such a major event happening, where on earth is Maxwell Peary?
...
There's no denying, Charles Northwood has uncovered the truth.
Currently, Maxwell Peary is indeed in a desolate place.
Maxwell Peary furrowed his brows gazing at the sky; right now, he has water and food, but he simply doesn't know where he is.
All around him, it's a vast expanse of golden hues.
Even a fool could tell this is a desert.
No doubt, Maxwell Peary, inexplicably cast into this barren desert, has walked a whole night without seeing a soul, not a single patch of green.
Without any means of communication on him, he cannot contact anyone.
Thus, he remains ignorant of the events in Capital Town.
The only solace is the rising sun, giving him some sense of direction—north, south, east, and west.
