A momentter, Tyler said, “If she’s really dead, I want to see her corpse.”


    “Yes, sir.”


    Meanwhile, William and Jim were chatting about Rachel in the war.


    Jim still wanted to alert the police about the matter, “Are you sure we can find Rachel by ourselves? What if she’s really in danger and we miss the golden opportunity to rescue her?”


    “Dad, don’t worry,” William reassured Jim. “I’ve sent my men on a search for her, and I’m confident we’ll find her. If we call the police and alert the media, it’ll only dy our efforts to find Rachel if they get involved.”


    “You’re worried about the Lewis family’s reputation and your eyes?” Tyler said as he stepped into the ward.


    Their gazes met, sending sparks flying in the air.


    William furrowed his brows and said sternly, “What do you mean by that, Mr. Hunt? Rachel is my wife, and I don’t even know whether she’s dead or alive. I’m the most anxious one here.”


    “Is that so? If you’re really anxious about it, you should be calling the police to search for her right now<i>. </i>Rachel’s chances of living increase the more this blows up. More people will know about her disappearance, andizens‘ awareness about her case will increase. That’ll only make it easier for us to find her.”


    Hearing Tyler’s words, realization dawned upon Jim.


    “Yes! William, I think Tyler is right. Let’s call the police right now! They’re the professionals. Searching for Rachel like headless chickens will only make us miss the best opportunity to find her. If fail to protect her, I won’t be able to exin to herte mother.”


    Jim was on the verge of losing his mind out of panic, doing and agreeing with anything anyone else said.


    “Don’t call the police!” William insisted. “Dad, what if Rachel is really kidnapped? The kidnappers only want money. We’ll just give them what they want when they call us, and Rachel wille back safe and sound. What if you call the police and trigger an entire host of problems, which will only put her in danger?”


    Jim hesitated once more, pacing back and forth the ward like a cat on a hot tin roof.


    “What…what should we do, then?”


    “<b>I </b>think we should wait…”


    “William Lewis, must you capitalize on a father’s worry about his daughter?”


    Tyler leaned against the door frame, his eyes so icy that a chill went down William’s spine.


    William looked deeply at Tyler, silent.


    “Call the police! I’ll bear the consequences for whatever happens, Tyler concluded firmly.


    Ty


    William’s voice went up a pitch. “Mr. Hunt, what right do you have to make this decision for the Lewis family and we decide what to do about her affairs. There’s no need for you to butt in!”


    hel is my wife,


    Tyler’s eyes turned dark and dangerous. “William Lewis, must you make me tear off that mask on your face before Mr. Lloyd?”


    William pursed his lips, gritting his teeth so hard his jawline <b>was </b>tensing up. He feigned ignorance. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”


    “You’ve utterly embarrassed the Lewis family!” Tyler snarled.


    He went ahead to make a call without William’s approval.


    “Hello, I want to make a police report…”