Lord Emerson's POV
The call was hung up on me.
“s**t,” I grunted as I tried calling again, but there was no response. The phone kept ringing, and she wasn't picking up. Anger and panic rose within me; I felt restless, wondering what was wrong with her. The way she sounded over the phone, it was obvious she was in a drunken state, and that was really alarming.
Quickly, I opened the tracker on my phone, and got the location she was in. The location directed me to a club. I rushed out of the mansion, got into the car, and drove out. On high speed, I drove to the location, and after a few minutes, I parked in front of the club. Getting out of my car, I entered the club and looked for her while using the tracker on my phone.
I could notice admiring gazes from the ladies at me. It wasn't som
