Chapter: 875

Hearing this, Theodore’s apprehension grew, and he felt compelled to replace Ariana without delay.

He scoured every nook related to the examination and inquired at the front desk, but Ariana was

nowhere to be found. He grabbed the medical staff and questioned them intensely, only to learn that

Ariana had never come to them for the test.

“Where is she?! Weren’t you supposed to keep an eye on her?! Huh?”

Theodore couldn’t help but raise his voice, reproaching the bodyguards.

“We did our best, but she insisted on going alone, citing the need to use the restroom and change her

clothes,” one of the bodyguards explained helplessly.

Theodore hastened to review the surveillance footage. As he suspected, Ariana had cleverly evaded

everyone and clandestinely Left, boarding an unregistered taxi.

Recalling her peculiar behavior earlier in the morning, Theodore had a sinking feeling that Ariana could

have already unraveled the truth about the surgery.

Fear and panic gripped Theodore’s heart as he fervently prayed that Ariana was only upset with him

and safe, and that nothing more sinister had happened to her. He desperately hoped for her well-being,

despite any anger she could hold against him.

With a trembling heart, Theodore initiated calls to Ariana’s network of contacts and friends, seeking any

clue about her whereabouts. He dialed everyone he could think of, but no one had any knowledge of

her location.

His men later returned with a monitor screenshot, delivering the grim news that the taxi in question was

unregistered and had vanished, leaving no trace.

Theodore’s heart sank to the depths of despair.

He knew, beyond doubt, that something terrible had transpired.

After a brief but heavy silence, Theodore dialed another number.

Soon, a voice answered on the other end, and he heard the innocent tone of Helen saying, “Oh,

Theodore, you remembered my number! I’m so glad. What’s going on? Why did you call me? Is

everything all right?”

Theodore’s tone turned icy as he said, “I know it’s you who has taken her. Release her immediately,

and I may consider letting go of the wrong you have done.”

Feigning ignorance, Helen used her innocent voice to respond, “Theodore, what are you talking about?

I don’t understand. Her? Who are you referring to?”

“Helen, my patience is wearing thin!” Theodore warned, his anger simmering beneath the surface.

Yet, Helen continued in her self-absorbed demeanor, “You’re truly ruthless, Theodore! Despite my love

for you, you replaced my heart with a faulty one. But I suppose it doesn’t matter. As Long as it comes

from you, I don’t mind. After all, there’s still a place for me in your heart, right?”

Theodore wanted to shatter his phone in frustration, but when he glanced at the picture of him and

Ariana on the screen, he suppressed his rage.

Controlling his anger, Theodore inquired, “What do you want? Name your price.”

However, the other end of the line remained eerily silent, followed only by a low, chilling laugh before

abruptly ending the call.

Helen cradled the phone in her hand, fixing a sinister gaze on Ariana, who remained bound to a chair.

The ghastly scars etched across Helen’s face, coupled with her chilling smile, exuded a terrifying aura.

A wicked chuckle escaped her lips as Helen remarked, “Theodore seems quite anxious. He’s got a real

soft spot for you, huh?”

Having regained consciousness, Ariana assessed the situation calmly and met Helen’s gaze. With a

hint of sarcasm, she asked, “So, what’s the grand plan?”

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