Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

What happened? Why didn't she answer the phone? Why didn't she reply?

Was she so busy? Didn't she see?

It had been more than two days since she went to Laramie City. Why was there

no news? Was there something wrong?

Picking up the phone, he called Victoria again.

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After several calls, still no one answered. Suddenly, Trevor was inexplicably panicked. At this time, another friend came out to take him in, but he had no thoughts about socializing.

"No, I still have something urgent! I'm sorry-"

Unable to wait, he hurried to the other side with his mobile phone, "Miss McGowan? I'm Trevor. Do you know when Victoria will come back?"

"Master Trevor, I don't know! Miss Atlas only said that she had to go out for a few days and that she will let me deal with the affairs of the studio. She also said that if there is anything that can't be solved, she asked me to find you or Miss Blanchard directly!"

He called the number of the assistant in Victoria's studio, but the reply he received confused him. Wasn't she out on a business trip?

"Then do you know which part of Laramie City she's in?"

"Laramie City? Isn't she in Pyra City?"

When the two talked, they were somewhat like chicken and duck. The more they talked, the more confused they became. Trevor's brows furrowed. "Has there been any important customers or partners in Laramie City recently?"

What was going on?

"I'll help you check... there's only one routine order. It's finished and ready to deliver. There's nothing else!"

"What about in Pyra City?"

"There was a discussion at the same time in Pyra City, but they just came up with a design draft. They haven't figured it out yet..." While the assistant was still wondering, Trevor hung up the phone quickly then when to check the message again.

According to her assistant, there was a higher chance of her going to Pyra City, but why did the message say she was going to Laramie City? Was it a mistake? It had been so many days, why hadn't she reported her safety to him?

The more he thought, the more frightened he was. He went back home in a hurry.

After packing up his things, he also called Victoria twice, but he still did not get through. Then he turned to Holger and asked, "Is there any news? Have you found out where she went? Have you found any accidents or any other special news recently?"

Victoria had informed him in advance, so he didn't think much about it before he got in touch with her. However, after thinking about it now, Trevor suddenly realized that it was abnormal. He had not heard from her for several days!

There must be something wrong with it. Did something go wrong with her on the way?

Laramie City was not close. Although it was okay to drive there, it was usually faster and more convenient to take the train. According to her words and common sense, Trevor thought it was the best choice, so it should not be difficult to check! "Trevor, according to the time you said, I have checked the trains, cars and planes this week. There is no record of Miss Atlas' purchase tickets!"

"No?" How could this be possible?

With a scream, Trevor even stopped whatever he was doing and asked, "What about to Pyra City?"

As soon as he said this, Trevor could not help biting his lower lip. What a stupid question! Since they couldn't find the ticket record, she certainly didn't use these ways to leave! Otherwise, once her name and identity card were input, they would soon know the information!

"Have all the stations been checked? What about pit stops?"

"I've checked! Trevor, would she use someone else's ID card or drive there? I'm now asking people to check the car's travel record, but even if I know the general direction and which way to go, it will be very slow-"

If she bought tickets with someone else's ID card, it could only be the bus. If they don't know who it was, then they can't check it!

"I see! Let me know as soon as possible!"

When he turned off the phone, Trevor became more and more uneasy. His hand inadvertently threw it, and there was a loud bang. An object on the table beside the bed was accidentally swept to the ground. He turned around instinctively and saw a glass scented oil bottle, which was Victoria's. It was a special bottle that was not easily broken, but now it fell on the wooden floor and clearly broke into two pieces. With a bang, Trevor's heart fell to the bottom of the valley and seemed to be instantly shattered into pieces.

This sce oil was Victoria's favorite. It was elegant and had a calming sleeping effect. It seemed to be given to her by Alicia! Even the design of the bottle with purple petals was the favorite of Victoria because it had artistic style and matched her taste!

The bottle broke so easily?

He clearly remembered the last time she accidentally knocked over a bottle of perfume and it fell directly on the floor from a higher position. Yet, the bottle of perfume still remained intact.

This scented oil bottle was specially ordered for her by Alicia, how could it be broken so easily?

A bad feeling welled up suddenly in Trevor as he slowly squatted down. As soon as he touched it with his fingertips, a sharp pain suddenly hit him. The next second, a touch of blood overflowed from his fingertips. Looking at the rolling beads of blood on his fingertips, a heart-wrenching pain came to his heart again. He pressed on the position of his heart reflexively.

Why did this happen?

What was going on? Did something really happen to Victoria?

It can't be!

No!

No news should be good news!

He closed his eyes and shook his head violently. Trevor quickly picked up the broken bottle and cleaned up the small pieces of glass debris on the ground.

After clearing up everything, Trevor opened the leather suitcase and was ready to set off first, and then he immediately went to Laramie City As he moved his hands, the leather suitcase fell off the bed, and the clothes were scattered all over the ground. At this time, he realized that the suitcase had just been closed in a trance. In fact, the zipper had not been pulled up, and his brain was in a mess. He hated this kind of bad feeling. As he bent over, he quickly fiddled with the mess of clothes on the ground, as if he would put them back into the suitcase and

everything would be restored to

good.

He put it in a panic. He didn't know what he caught, but he felt sick. He fumbled

around and found a folded envelope in the pocket of a suit jacket. He was

stunned, and then a large word came into his sight- 'Trevor!'

It was Victoria's handwriting.

Was this a letter from Victoria? When did this happen? Why didn't he discover it at

all? And why didn't he hear her mention it before?