He turned and ran toward the mansion without waiting for her response.

He burst into the banquet hall, shouting my name. "Alex! Alex!"

Only the wreckage answered.

He grabbed a servant cleaning up the mess. "Where is Alex Simmons?"

The servant flinched. "Miss Ye left with the chairman's bodyguards… She said she and the Gilbert family don't owe each other anything anymore."

"Left…?"

His pupils contracted. Panic crashed over him like a wave.