?<strong>Chapter 767:</strong>


    Inside the suitcase, Fannie began to stir, causing Selma to doubt the suitcase’s durability. “Help!”


    From within the suitcase, Fannie’s desperate calls echoed, causing Selma to fear for her safety, questioning the suitcase’s air supply and the risk of suffocation.


    Left with no alternative, Selma made her way home.


    A year ago, she had invested in a vi,plete with an underground garage, financed by a loan.


    Once parked, she heaved the suitcase from the car, noting Fannie’s unsettling silence.


    Selma hesitantly unzipped the suitcase, revealing Fannie curled up inside, her eyes shut tight and her face pale and gray. Was she dead?


    Shaking, Selma extended a hand to check for breathing. At that moment, Fannie’s eyes snapped open, and she seized Selma’s wrist.


    Selma pulled her hand back in shock.


    Normally, she wouldn’t be able to overpower Fannie, but Fannie was weak fromck of oxygen, barely conscious.


    Selma waited until Fannie ceased her movements before she dared to rx.


    Two hourster, Bobby approached the building where Fannie was employed.


    It stood silent and dark against the night sky, showing no trace of the day’s earlier events.


    Bobby attempted to call Fannie, only to find her phone disconnected.


    He then visited her home, which appeared equally empty.


    Bobby used to see rtionships asplicated and messy. He avoided romantic rtionships, opting for simple physical connections instead.


    Now, as Fannie’s boyfriend, he was amused by the simplicity of their rtionship.


    His inability to contact her threw him into a state of rm. It seemed as if the darkness from the building had seeped into his world.


    In a state of frenzy, Bobby raced from Fannie’s house, continuously trying to reach her.


    Driving recklessly, he navigated the roads at double the usual speed, steering with just one hand.


    Katherine refrained from scolding him, instead urging him to find a safe ce to stop. “Do you actually know where she is right now? Perhaps she’s out with work friends and her phone battery has died. Try not to worry so much; make sure you’re safe first.”


    Bobby clenched his teeth in frustration. “You’d be just as concerned if it were your family missing. I couldn’t live with myself if something happened to Fannie!”


    Katherine quickly sought to reassure him. “I get it! I’ll have Shawn search for her, and I’ll get Adrian on it as well, alright?”


    As he approached a green traffic light that was about to turn red, Bobby was tempted to speed through. However, spotting an elderly woman and a young girl crossing the road, he abruptly hit the brakes, jerking forward in his seat.


    Gradually, Bobby regained hisposure, tightly holding the steering wheel as he considered Fannie’s possible whereabouts. Katherine’s voice broke through again from the phone. “Slow down and think. Did Fannie mention anything to you before she went missing?”


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