The luxurious vi on the private ind had three floors.


    Yvonne was given a guest room on the second floor. It was a spacious suite,plete with a bedroom, a living area, and a bathroom. The bedding was fresh.


    She wasn''t a picky sleeper and usually slept soundly. After a shower and drying her hair, she went to bed and quickly fell asleep. In the middle of her deep sleep, a sudden, insistent knocking on her door-knock, knock, knock—woke her up.


    Yvonne rubbed her eyes and sat up. She habitually reached for her phone on the nightstand; the screen showed it was two in the morning.


    She threw back the covers, walked to the door, and opened it.


    A maid stood outside, looking anxious. "Ms. Jones, have you seen Ms. Spencer? Or has she contacted you?"


    Yvonne shook her head. "No. What''s wrong?"


    "Ms. Spencer is missing. The young master and Mr. Rogers are looking for her now," the maid exined.


    Frowning at the news of Queena''s disappearance, Yvonne put on a jacket and followed the maid out of the room.


    Despite the early hour, the vi was brightly lit, and everyone was gathered in the first-floor living room.


    Oscar sat on the sofa, his face dark and grim.


    Ynda was sitting across from him, sobbing quietly.


    "It''s all my fault. If I hadn''t identally fallen, Oscar wouldn''t have argued with Ms. Spencer. Then she wouldn''t have gone missing."


    "It has nothing to do with you. I''ve spoiled Queena, that''s why she''s so reckless," Oscar said, his expression still cold, though his words were meant tofort.


    Yvonne, still groggy, had no idea what had happened. She walked over to Thomas and asked him in a low voice.


    Thomas sighed with a hint of exasperation and recounted the events.


    After Yvonne had gone to her room, the others had continued the barbecue in the yard.


    Queena went to the restroom. When she came out, she didn''t realize someone was standing right outside the door. The door swung open and mmed into Ynda.


    Ynda stumbled and fell, twisting her ankle and hitting her forehead on a nearby wall, leaving a bruise.


    She cried out in pain, alerting everyone.


    Furious that Queena had hurt Ynda, Oscar pped her across the face.


    Queena didn''t even get a chance to exin before she was hit. She clutched her cheek, her eyes filled with hurt, and ran off crying.


    Only then did Ynda manage to exin, "It''s not Ms. Spencer''s fault. She didn''t know I was standing outside the door. She didn''t push me on purpose."


    "Even if it wasn''t intentional, the fact


    is she hurt you. You''ve had major surgery a


    your health is fragile.


    You can''t afford any injuries, Oscar


    said grimly


    "Ms. Spencer was crying so hard. She must be very upset. Oscar, you should gofort her," Ynda urged.


    "Don''t worry about her. Let her cool off for a while," Oscar replied. He knelt down to examine Ynda''s injury "Looks like a sprained ankle.. Let''s get you back to your room There should be a first-aid kit."


    With Ynda injured, everyone''s attention turned to her.


    After Oscar had treated Ynda''s injury and given her instructions, an hour had passed. When he returned to his room, Queena wasn''t there.


    He tried calling her but found her phone left behind on the table in the yard.


    Oscar immediately had the staff check the security footage, only to discover that Queena had run out of the vi erying over an pour ago and had vanished without a trace.


    That was when he started to panic and sent people out to search for her.