Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

Chapter 1410

Chapter 1410: Meeting in the Ancient Town

Monica also stopped and looked at him with a puzzled expression, wondering why he wasn't walking. He took out his phone and

earphones, tapped the screen with his well-defined fingers, and then hung the earphones around her neck. "Listen to music, don't

listen to their nonsense."

Still confused, she let him help her put on the earphones, and a song began to play. He adjusted the volto a suitable level, put

the phone back in his pocket, and wrapped his arm around her shoulder again, leading her forward. The beautiful melody and lyrics

quickly captivated her thoughts and drowned out the surrounding gossip. Monica gradually immersed herself in another world and

felt less afraid.

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The morning dew began to thin, and they followed the innkeeper along the green stone path. There weren't many tourists, making

the place even more serene. Monica admired the beauty of the ancient town, listening to the folk-style songs, and felt content

beside the man she liked.

"Claire! Claire?!" Not far ahead, Rowan was running and searching. He was coming towards them, already sweating on his

forehead. Tristan and Monica saw him at the stand both paused in surprise. Rowan walked anxiously, glancing around as if

searching for something, taking out his phone to make a call, but no one answered.

"Claire! Where are you?! Claire! Cout!!" Rowan was really worried. Tristan and Monica stopped walking, and she even took off

her earphones, hearing Rowan calling for Claire. When they were only three meters apart, Rowan finally saw them.

Rowan, who had been searching anxiously, stopped in his tracks, holding his phone. Why were they here too? Tristan had a vague

feeling that something was wrong. Rowan approached him, "Have you... seen Claire?" He sounded panicked. From the fear and

panic in his eyes, Tristan realized that Claire was missing. His heart sank heavily, plummeting to the bottom!

The innkeeper, who was carrying their luggage, looked back and thought, "How did they start chatting?" Tristan met Rowan's gaze,

becoming more certain of his inner suspicions. He tensed up and quickly told the innkeeper, "Please put our luggage in the room

first. We'll navigate there ourselves later!"

"Oh, alright!" The innkeeper glanced at the three of them, picked up the luggage, and left, thinking it was quite a coincidence to

meet acquaintances like this. They looked around and saw more than ten police officers helping with the search, as if they were

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investigating a criminal case.

Rowan quickly explained the situation to them, telling them that Claire was missing. "Her phone was fully charged when she left.

We were on an ancient bridge, and | just went to the restroom. When | cout, she was gone, and her phone was unreachable."

"How long has it been?" Tristan's expression changed, and there was a hint of anxiety and concern in his voice. Rowan replied, "It's

been two hours already." Her heart grew even more panicked.

Tristan pointed to an alley on the right and asked, "Have you searched this alley?" "Not yet," Rowan shook his head, feeling

helpless and regretful. "It's all my fault." "Now is not the tto blyourself; finding her is more important." Tristan didn't even

hold onto Monica, walking straight into the alley by himself.

Monica was startled, glanced at Rowan, and hurriedly followed Tristan. The earphones playing music fell out of his pocket. Just a

moment ago, he had been worried about her being scared, but now he had left her behind.