When Gabriel returned home, the lights in the living room were still on. Mrs. Winstead went forward to take the clothes that he had taken off. "Where is she?" asked he.
"Didn't Young Madam come back with you?" Mrs. Winstead was puzzled.
Gabriel frowned and looked at the clock on the wall. It was almost eleven o'clock and the sky was covered with dark clouds as rain poured.
As he pulled his tie off, he took out his phone. There were no missed calls. He scrolled to Serenity's number and called her. The mechanical female voice on the other end said that her phone was turned off.
For some reason, he felt a surge of frustration in his heart. He pulled off his tie and threw it on the sofa at the side. He called her again and again.
Mrs. Winstead looked at the heavy rain outside and was very worried. "Where could she have gone? Why didn't she call back to inform us?"
