Leon closed his eyes, feeling the sharp pain from his headache. Staying up the entire night had put him in a foul mood. "Is she there?"
Julian lowered his gaze, a frown forming on his face as anxiety settled in. "Madam is not at the mansion, sir."
"What do you mean?" Leon's cold gaze landed on Julian, his tone sharp.
Julian flinched slightly under the intensity of Leon's stare but quickly composed himself. "I... I checked with the Whitmore mansion as well, sir. Madam is not there either."
Leon's jaw tightened, his frustration appearing on his face. "You've checked everywhere? How is that possible? Where the hell could she have gone?"
Julian hesitated for a moment before responding, his voice cautious. "Sir, she might have gone somewhere to clear her mind... I... I'm sorry, I can't find her location at the moment."
