[Chapter 134]
Gerald looked around everywhere but he could not find her at all. Plus, his phone had died again.
In just about an hour of searching, he was now drenched in sweat.
Mila came out with him. Could something have happened to her? Gerald had already ruled out all of the possibilities and had already been waiting around the area for such a long time.
But he still couldn't see Mila anywhere at all.
The more he thought about it, the more Gerald started to break out in cold sweat.
Gerald decided to return to the car shop to see if he could get his cell phone to turn on.
After fiddling with it for a while, he finally managed to turn on his cell phone.
As expected, Mila did indeed make many phone calls and sent many text messages to him.
However, his cell phone had been turned off at that time.
Gerald hurriedly returned her call but he realized that Mila's cell phone was already turned off.
What was happening?
Gerald couldn't remain his composure any longer.
He tried calling Mila's house but he noticed that she did not go home either.
Something definitely had happened.
Gerald suddenly raised his head.
Things seemed to be a little suspicious.
"Mr. Wilson, do you know the manager of the milk tea shop? I want to take a look at the surveillance camera recording! We need to hurry!"
Gerald immediately got up.
Wilson stuck by Gerald the entire time after he came back to the car shop.
When he realized that Gerald's girlfriend might be in trouble, he was constantly on his toes.
Wilson nodded as he exclaimed that he knew the manager. He quickly led Gerald to the milk tea shop.
After looking at the recording of the surveillance camera, Gerald starting figuring it out slowly.
Everything happened about two hours ago.
After Mila bought the milk tea and stepped out of the shop, she realized that Gerald was gone.
She then hurriedly tried to call Gerald but discovered that Gerald's cell phone was turned off.
Mila was very anxious.
She squatted by the roadside as she waited for ten minutes, but Gerald did not come back at all.
During those few minutes, a black Passat suddenly stopped right next to Mila.
A young man with a cap stepped out of the car.
"Are you Mila?" the young man asked with a smile.
Mila nodded slightly as she said, "And you are?"
"Oh, oh, I am a cab driver sent here by Gerald, or Mr. Crawford. He asked me to come and pick you up. He had to leave earlier because he had an emergency at home. He asked me to come to send you back to Paradise Ville!"
The man who was wearing a peaked cap smiled as he explained.
He then turned around quickly to observe his surroundings as he looked carefully towards the direction of the moat.
"Oh, thank you. I will give Gerald a call again. Why is his cell phone turned off I wonder?"
Unassumingly, Mila did not have any doubts because the man knew of Gerald's name and he even knew hers.
Mila did not know what Gerald's family was doing but since he left in such a hurry, then something must have come up. He called for a car to send her home because he must be worried about her.
In addition, this man knew that she lived in Paradise Ville. Looking at all these right signs, Gerald must be the one who told him this.
Mila had no doubts about these.
However, Mila was still feeling a little uneasy because she could not contact Gerald at all.
She tried calling again several times but she could not get through his cell phone at all.
"Miss Mila, are we leaving? I still have to pick another customer up!"
The driver urged.
"Oh, I am leaving! You can send me home first!"
Mila got into the car because she didn't want to make the other party wait any longer.
She felt a little angry with Gerald. Why? Why did he leave just like that? He did not even bother to call her at all.
Did he think that she would not be able to call for a cab herself?
About ten minutes after the car left.
Gerald walked over to the milk tea shop in his wet clothes.
"Stop! Rewind the screen! Zoom in on the driver's face!"
Gerald yelled when he saw this.
The owner of the milk tea shop did not know who this person was but he did not dare to reject a request as such since a manager like Mr. Wilson was also treating him with so much respect.
He followed Gerald's instructions and he rewound the video before zooming into the driver's face.
Gerald stared at the driver's face carefully.
The brim of his cap was pulled down low and there was slight stubble around his mouth.
Despite that, Gerald could still recognize the person.
It was him?!