128. The Bleeding

“You don't have to make up stories, Mia. I just stopped the car in the parking lot. In a moment, you will see me standing in front of you. I'm not a coward anymore, you know?" Julian said before unbuckling the seatbelt.

Hearing the CEO's relaxed response, Mia was pushed closer into despair. With a narrow throat, she said, "It's not about your bravery anymore, Sir, but Mrs. Evans' life."

Doubting the hearing, Julian didn't budge and furrowed his brows. Slowtly, he began to detect Mia's sobs from the other side of the phone.

“I beg you, Sir. Save her …” the secretary sighed in a trembling voice. “I couldn't tell Mister Max. He would panic if he finds out his wife is missing. I only found Madam's bag and a pen that was covered in blood."

Knowing the seriousness of the secretary, Julian suddenly gulped. With hands gripping the steering wheel tightly, the man forced his brain to think. "Where did you find Gabriella's bag?"

"On the emergency stairs,