?<strong>Chapter 214:</strong>


    Just then, a middle-aged man emerged from an office and noticed Albin. “Mr. Murray, to what do we owe the pleasure?”


    Albin’s demeanor brightened upon seeing the familiar face. He approached swiftly, urgency in his voice. “We need your help. It’s about Kristopher’s wife—she’s missing. If anything were to happen to the young mistress of the Norris family…”


    “Mr. Norris’s wife? And where might Mr. Norris be?” the man inquired, his expression turning serious.


    Fidgeting slightly, Albin touched his nose and lied smoothly. “Kristopher was caught up in an urgent situation, so he sent me in his stead.”


    “That’s quite unusual,” the man responded with a hint of concern. “I suggest contacting either the Norris or his wife’s family to coordinate with us on this report.”


    “Thank you. I’ll get in touch with them immediately,” Albin replied, already dialing the number to the Norris Mansion as he turned away, his mind racing with the urgency of the situation.


    As Billie and Kailee were on the verge of leaving, the housekeeper intercepted them with thendline phone held out in both hands. “Mrs. Norris, there’s a call for you from Mr. Murray.”


    Billie hesitated before epting the phone, her brow creasing in mild confusion. “Albin? Why would he be calling here?”


    The housekeeper merely shrugged, conveying her own uncertainty. “He didn’t specify, just insisted on talking to you directly.”


    “Talking to me?” Billie’s confusion deepened with each passing second.


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    Kailee, ever the yful niece, gently tugged at Billie’s arm. “Auntie Billie, it sounds serious. Maybe you should find out what Albin wants directly?”


    Reluctantly, Billie took the phone and inquired cautiously, “Albin, what’s going on?”


    Albin’s voice crackled with urgency on the other end. “Billie, it’s Carrie. She’s missing. Apparently, she’s gotten tangled up in some rumors with a co-actor, and it’s blown up all over the trending news…”


    Before Albin could borate further, Billie interrupted him, her voice tinged with anger. “What? Engaged in a scandal with some actor, and now it’s all over the media? How utterly disgraceful—poor Kristopher must be mortified!”


    Albin, struggling to keep hisposure, corrected her gently, “No, Billie, you’ve got it wrong. It’s merely a rumor, nothing factual. But we’re actually more concerned because she seems to have vanished. We think a fan who’s lost their grip on reality might have taken her.”


    Billie’s patience wore thin, her toneced with irritation. “She’s always at the center of some drama—first a scandal and now a kidnapping? What next? And where in the world is Kristopher during all this?”


    “Kristopher is tied up with priormitments and asked me to oversee things.”


    However, the police need a family member to report her missing, so…” Albin repeated the fabricated story he’d concocted, hoping it would spur Billie to action.


    Billie let out a sigh, muttering, “I…”


    She was on the verge of dering she would handle the matter herself.


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