President’s Sweet Wife

Chapter 882 She Was Missing

While Ella was drinking, she divulged to Queeny what had been on her mind for years.

“You know what, Queeny? I’m not really an orphan. I have a father, but I’ve never met him in my life.”

It seemed that Ella wasn’t good at drinking. She became tipsy after just a few glasses of wine.

Pouring wine for herself, Ella murmured, “He abandoned my mom before she gave birth to me. Since I

was born, he has never come to me even though he knows he has such a daughter.”

“I used to believe that he must have something that he found awkward to disclose, so I bore him no

grudge even though he had never fulfilled his paternal obligations.”

“Not until now do I realize that I have been finding excuses for him to make myself feel better. He has

no intention whatsoever to acknowledge me as his daughter.”

“Although I’ve already grown up and I ask for nothing more than having a family like everyone else

does, he will not grant me this little wish.”

“Queeny, do you think I’m pathetic and silly?”

It had never occurred to Queeny that Ella should have such a pitiful origin.

Her heart grabbed by sympathy, Queeny patted Ella on the shoulder and said, “It’s not that you’re silly,

but that your so-called father is unworthy of what you’ve done for him.”

Queeny had known since long ago that some people were not worthy of the parental titles.

So it didn’t surprise her at all that there should be such a man as Ella’s father walking the earth.

Although she was not acquainted with Ella’s father, Queeny could imagine from Ella’s words what a

callous and selfish man he was.

With teary eyes, Ella mumbled, “I know he’s not worthy of it, but I’m dying for his acknowledgement. No

one knows how much I wish to have a family.”

“Now it seems I will not have it, never ever. No family, and nothing else whatsoever.”

Ella’s voice trailed off.

Finally, she collapsed onto the table.

Queeny shook her shoulders and called, “Ella?”

Ella made no move.

Queeny gave a sigh.

Ella seemed to have really got drunk.

It was outrageous that Ella’s father, whoever he was, should be so cruel to his own daughter, denying

her even when he knew her existence.

No matter who this man was, he should pray not to be caught by Queeny, or he would be penalized for

what he had done.

With these thoughts, Queeny summoned the waiter and paid the bill, when all of a sudden, she was

seized by a curious dizziness.

Shaking her head, Queeny felt it odd that she should be giddy without drinking much.

Could it be that her long rehabilitation had made her susceptible to alcohol?

Fortunately, the dizziness was only slight as tipsiness, so Queeny paid no attention to it.

Having paid the bill, Queeny woke Ella up and told her to go.

Much wine as Ella had drunk, she was not completely overwhelmed.

Not wanting Dean to see Ella so drunk, Queeny didn’t summon the bodyguards. She helped Ella to

stand on her feet and went out with her.

“Queeny.”

Ella called faintly when they were heading out.

“Well, what’s it?”

“I’d like to go to the washroom.”

Queeny turned and looked aside. Seeing that there was a washroom in the corridor outside, she said,

“OK. I’ll take you there.”

She helped Ella towards the washroom.

Dean and the other bodyguards were in the adjacent room and available at any moment.

But Queeny didn’t call them now, intending to ask them to leave together after they came out from the

washroom.

Therefore, the bodyguards didn’t know at the moment that Queeny and Ella had already left their dining

room.

The washroom was right at the end of the corridor. Having walked in, Queeny said to Ella, “Go ahead.

I’ll wait for you here.”

Ella looked at her and simpered, “Queeny, you’re so sweet.”

Queeny sighed.

“Don’t mind me. Take care of yourself. Today is a special case. You’re not to drink so much again.” Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

Ella smiled, “OK.”

Letting go of Queeny, she turned and went inside.

Queeny waited at the entrance for a while, feeling the daze in her head getting worse and worse.

Supporting her forehead, she wondered, “Why am I such a weak drinker today?”

In the haze, she heard a rustle from behind.

Thinking it was Ella, she turned around.

Just then, a chill flashed across her back. With instincts gained from years of walking on the verge of

death, her body outstripped her brain in reaction.

She immediately turned and struck a blow backward with her elbow.

But her arms went limp and the blow turned out devoid of any strength.

She was astounded, when a pang attacked the nape of her neck.

With a last strip of consciousness, she caught a glimpse of a man in a silver mask.

…

Queeny was missing.

It was fifteen minutes later that Felix was informed of the news.

Having finished lunch and heard nothing from the next room, Dean, who was always cautious, went out

to have a look.

To his astonishment, the room was empty.

He summoned the waiter and learned that the bills of the two rooms had long been paid and that the

two women customers had left no message as to where they would go.

Horrified, Dean hastened to investigate.

However, the whole restaurant had been searched and there was no sight of Queeny and Ella.

They checked the CCTV and found that the last picture of the two women was taken as they went into

the washroom.

For privacy’s sake, there were naturally no cameras in the washroom.

So the two just vanished into thin air after they had entered the washroom.

Learning the news, Felix was incandescent with rage. He ordered a complete search of the whole city.

The restaurant where they had dined, as the focus of suspicion, was locked down straight away.

Felix checked the washroom personally and discovered that this place, seemingly enclosed by walls

with no entrance other than the usual one, should have a wall that turned out to be a movable stone

door.

Due to the intricate design of the washroom, the wall could be easily taken for a decorative device.

Actually, it contained a secret gadget that allowed it to be pushed open.

Now it seemed highly probable that Queeny and Ella had been abducted.

And it was through this stone door that the kidnapper left the restaurant.

Having learned this, Felix immediately demanded an investigation starting from the door.

Outside the door, however, was a main street.

With all the hustle and bustle of the street, it was very difficult to carry out the investigation.