Madame Claire Assex’s car was still around, but she was missing.

“Where’s my mother?”

“Where did she go?”

Lady Beatrice Assex was in a frenzy. She tugged at her hair and scratched her face. She was so worried that tears came streaming down her face. It was clear that she was on excellent terms with her mother.

Right then, a security guard quickly ran over. “Miss Assex, why are you covered in blood?”

Lady Beatrice couldn’t be bothered to explain. “Did you see my mother? Her car is here, but