Chapter 16 Reid stood in front of the Merrow's mansion where he and Maxine used to live together, and the record- ing in his hand had already been listened to by him countless times. "Keep looking." His voice was hoarse, eyes bloodshot. "Even if you have to turn all of Boston upside down, find her!" The assistant nervously handed over a file: "Mr. Merrow, Ms. Valemont's ID info was already canceled, and her entry and exit records were wiped too...' ་་ Reid suddenly clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white. He went crazy using all his connections, even offered a huge reward, but Maxine just disappeared into thin air, no trace at all. He went to every place they had been to. Plaza Hotel, Boston Common, Old North Church, and even the city abroad where she studied. But ev- ery time, he came up empty. He started having dreams a lot. In the dreams, Maxine stood in a pool of blood, looking at him coldly: "Reid, you pushed me into hell with your own hands." When he woke up, cold sweat soaked his shirt, and his heart hurt like someone had ripped a piece out of it. Reid started looking further, even leaving company stuff behind. He traveled back and forth between countries by ship, hoping to find that familiar figure. Three months later, Reid stood outside a luxury store on Newbury Street, staring blankly at the wedding dress in the window. Maxine once said she liked simple satin wedding dresses, no lace, no diamonds, just the cleanest white. He pulled at the corner of his mouth self-mockingly. Those days were gone like bubbles, and now he didn't even know where Maxine was. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a familiar figure, 0.0% • 06:33 Diack пап person in his dreams. His heart skipped a beat, and he almost instinctively ran after him. "Maxine!" The woman didn't look back and kept walking forward. He quickened his pace and reached out, trying to grab her wrist. But the next second, a black car stopped in front of her, the door opened, a man in a suit took her bag, leaned down and said something in her car, which made her smile softly. A side profile showed-it was a totally unfamiliar face. Reid froze in place. It wasn't her. Just a similar figure from behind. He let his hand drop, his throat tight. The phone rang, and the assistant's cautious voice came from the other end: "Mr. Merrow, the dinner is about to start, you..." Reid closed his eyes, hung up the phone, and walked away... And just as he turned around, in the corner café, Maxine slowly put down her cup and glanced coolly at his back. William followed her gaze and said, "Is that him?" Maxine looked away and nodded lightly. She stood up and took William's arm. "Let's go, it's time for the dinner party.' Maxine stood in front of the floor-length mirror, tilted her head a little, adjusted the diamond studs on her earlobes, and the corners of her lips lifted in a faint smile, "Reid will be at the private dinner tonight too." William's voice came from behind, and he handed over a glass of champagne. "You've been watching him the whole time. Did you come here for him?" Maxine took the glass, tapped the rim lightly with her fingertip, and it made a crisp sound. 38.8%. 06:34 "You were overthinking." At the dinner, the crystal lights reflected dazzling shadows. Maxine held a glass of champagne and chatted easily with a few representatives from Europe. Her flu- ent French and sharp business insights made her the center of attention. When Reid walked into the venue, his eyes were unconsciously drawn to that figure. There was a famil- iar sharpness in the way they moved. He frowned a little and was just about to step forward, but the other person happened to turn around and brushed past him. In that moment, he smelled a very faint scent of roses. Reid suddenly turned around, but that figure had already disappeared into the crowd. "Who was that lady just now?" He stopped the waiter, his voice tense. The waiter smiled, "That's Ms. Valemont, founder of the up-and-coming investment company, M&V Enterprises." Reid's pupils suddenly shrank. "M and V..." he muttered. That was clearly Maxine's initials. He couldn't believe it, but he couldn't help hoping it was Maxine coming back. 76.3 %. 06:33 Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!