"It's not related to you, no need to blame yourself," Walter Schmidt said with a slight chill on his handsome face.
He took Tara Summer's cellphone from the maid, Ava, and inspected closely the time Emily Stone had sent the text message, which was exactly on the day he had left.
Since that day, Emily Stone hadn't appeared again! Where could she go!?
His brows furrowed, Schmidt fell into silence, clutching the cellphone tightly, a cold aura emanating from him.
Schmidt... Tara Summer watched from the side, shock in her eyes. She could strongly feel the man's worry and fear; unbeknownst to her, Schmidt had already fallen so deeply in love with Emily.
She covered her mouth, a smile curling at her lips, truly happy, really happy that Schmidt could find happiness!
