Chapter 92: You Are My Wife

Alexander downed the whiskey in the small glass in his hand. He had already opened one bottle and almost half of it was gone.

His head could barely think straight. He was sure Aria was still alive. But for how long? Is she hurt? Where is she now? What happened to her?

He sat in his office while looking at the tracking chip he installed in her necklace and their wedding ring on Aria's finger.

One chip appears to still be around the Museum. Another one that was in her ring, he couldn't trace it. It's like someone deliberately disrupted his network.

This must be Daniel. He thought about it all along. But who could possibly betray him?

Alexander racked his brains, then he suspected one person.

That bitch.

A knock on the door woke him from his thoughts.

“Master, she is here.”

He nodded even though the person behind the door couldn't see him. He took another sip, took his gun from the table, and left.

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Clara Layton. Or called Miss Clay by her co-workers and students, was lying