?Chapter 452:


    Exhaustion from recent days apparently ran deeper than she had realized, because despite sleeping through most of the day, consciousness slipped away from her once more.


    Even in sleep’s embrace, her mind refused to quiet. Dreams filled with strange, disjointed images gued her rest—details remained maddeningly unclear, but tension coiled through every moment like a live wire. Then, Cole’s face materialized before her, his body painted crimson with blood.


    “Cole!” Elliana shot upright, gasping for air as she jolted awake from the nightmare. Her body was soaked in cold sweat, her heart hammering in her chest.


    The door creaked open, and Adah stepped inside, her eyes filled with concern. “Elliana, are you alright? I heard you shouting Cole’s name.”


    Elliana blinked, her mind still caught between the dream and waking reality. It took her a moment to realize—it had only been a nightmare. But why had it felt so real? Cole had always been her rock—strong, steady, never fragile. Seeing him hurt, even in a dream, was unsettling. Was it just her imagination, or was her heart sensing something her mind couldn’t exin? Was that why he’d asked for a divorce—so suddenly? Maybe he was trying to protect her.


    Her eyes widened. She had to find him.


    Without saying a word, Elliana threw the covers aside and rushed out of the room.


    Adah quickly followed her.


    Downstairs, Clifton and the others stood at their posts. The moment they saw Elliana’s tense expression, they straightened instinctively, prepared for orders. But she said nothing. She just stormed past them and headed out the door.


    Heather turned to Adah, who was right behind. “What’s going on?”


    “I’m not sure,” Adah said. “Stay alert. I’ll go with her.” With that, she hurried after Elliana.


    Outside, Elliana had already climbed into the driver’s seat. Adah slipped into the passenger side just as the engine roared to life.


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    “Where are we going?” Adah asked, fastening her seatbelt.


    “I need to see Cole,” Elliana replied, her eyes locked on the road.


    “Did something happen? Is he okay?”


    “I don’t know,” Elliana said quietly. “I just had a terrible dream.” With that, Elliana focused intently on driving, and Adah refrained from asking further questions.


    The car sped into the night. The roads in Podgend were bumpy and uneven, and the dim streetlights barely lit the way. Darkness wrapped around them like a thick curtain, but Elliana kept her focus steady—her only thought was getting to Cole.


    After a rough, hour-long drive, the car finally pulled up outside Cole’s ce.


    Elliana leaned forward, peering through the intricate iron gate. The yard beyond was cloaked in darkness—no lights, no movement. The private jet was gone, and…


    The house sat in eerie silence. Her brows furrowed in confusion. Something didn’t feel right.


    Adah scanned the scene. “The gate’s locked. Looks like they’ve already left.”


    Left? Elliana’s thoughts stumbled. That didn’t make sense. After all, Cole was scheduled to meet with an important client for negotiations the very next day. It seemed improbable that he would leave Podgend and return to Ublento now. Could it be that he had moved to another property? But even if that were the case, this ce shouldn’t bepletely abandoned. There should at least be staff or security around.


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