Everest's Guardian Hubby Watched Me Freeze My Ghost Knows Where He'll Burn novel Chapter 51

Chapter 10

*Crash!*

Sean sprang upright from his chair, startled by the sudden noise.

The leather office chair spun violently, its wheels screeching harshly against the polished hardwood floor as it toppled backward.

Without hesitation, he grabbed his car keys from the desk and dashed out of the mansion, heart pounding.

Arriving at the apartment, he used his fingerprint to unlock the door, which clicked open smoothly.

“Lanie?” His voice was rough and strained, barely more than a whisper.

When silence greeted him, a cold realization hit him—she wasn’t here.

The apartment was immaculate, every surface gleaming under the soft lighting. Not a thing was out of place.

A faint trace of her perfume still hung in the air, delicate and haunting.

Yet Sean’s stomach twisted painfully.

*Too clean.*

Unease gnawed at him as he began to search the space with growing desperation.

He flung open the walk-in closet. Rows of designer clothes he had carefully selected for her last season hung perfectly, their tags still intact.

He hurried to the bedroom and opened the jewelry box resting on her vanity.

The necklace he had given her gleamed coldly on its velvet cushion, untouched.

Inside the closet, every piece of jewelry he had gifted her over the past ten years—diamonds, emeralds, rubies—sat there, pristine and unused.

Sean’s knees gave way, and he grabbed the edge of the vanity to steady himself.

His voice was barely audible as he muttered over and over.

“No. She wouldn’t.”

“Lanie, you wouldn’t do this to me.”

“You PROMISED you’d wait!”

He paced back and forth through the small apartment, his tone rising and falling in a frantic, desperate rhythm.

“She wouldn’t. She wouldn’t…”

After what felt like an eternity of spiraling panic, the suffocating fear loosened its grip just enough for him to breathe.

“Miss Brooke did purchase a ticket to Europe.”

“But… she never boarded the flight.”

Sean sat up straighter, holding his breath.

“According to the latest border records, she flew to Africa.”

*Africa?*

His mind went blank for a moment.

The assistant continued cautiously.

“Sir, as far as I know, Miss Brooke’s aunt is a wildlife photographer based in Africa.”

Sean exhaled shakily, relief washing over him like a cool wave.

*She went to visit her aunt. That’s all.*

His voice regained its usual calm, steady and determined.

“Book me on the earliest flight to Africa.”