Chapter: 696

All the lights in the room were on. She saw Joe's sneakers lying there. There seemed to be nothing unusual except how Joey was not reacting to her invasion.

"Joe?" Rachel walked into the living room and called out as loud as she could, intending for Joey to hear her.

However, no one responded to her call.

The doll bear that was slumped on the sofa caught Rachel's attention.

It was Joey's favorite toy. She was growing more nervous.

“Boss, do you think he's sleeping?"

Rachel picked the doll up and made her way towards the bedroom. A yellow light was illuminated from the bedroom, giving the room a dim vibe. She gently pushed the ajar door open wider.

There was no one in there except for a few clothes on the bed, indicating that it was not long before Joey left the chamber.

For some reason, she remembered the number "17" on the screen she saw as she entered the elevator. A thought flashed through her mind, and she unconsciously tightened her grip on the doll bear. What happened was becoming clear to her, but she wished that somehow, her hunch was completely wrong.

"Quintin," she called in a low voice as she stared at the clothes

Joey left on the bed.

Quintin realized something was wrong. He understood what Rachel needed him to do and said with a deadpan expression, “Boss, I'm checking the surveillance video right now. Don't worry. Maybe...

Maybe Joe just went out to buy some food."

Rachel's thin lips were pressed into a thin line, and her eyes flickered with a dangerous flash in the fleeting second that elapsed.

Her intuition told her that Joe was not out for food, but was taken away.

"Quintin, check the surveillance video starting from ten minutes ago.

Now!" she ordered.

Quintin wasted no time and hacked into the hotel's monitoring system.

He was about to retrieve today's surveillance video, but when he received a different order from Rachel, his tapping fingers froze for a moment, but he soon gathered himself and found the surveillance video of the hotel room from ten minutes ago.

In the video, two men appeared by Joey's door.

Quintin recognized one of them at a glance; he would never forget that face.

Pursing his lips, Quintin clenched his fists as he tried to rein in his raging emotions.

After a long time, he managed to suppress the surging hatred that was about to burst from within him and said in a low voice, “Boss,

I've found who took Joe away."

"Who is it?" Rachel asked. When she saw the doll bear on the sofa and recalled the number "17" on the screen above the elevator, she already sensed something unpleasant. But she still held on to the glimmer of hope that Joey was only hungry and was out to buy food.