Oscar searched the entire villa from top to bottom. In the end, he walked back over to William and spoke cautiously.
"Mr. Judson, there's no sign that Mrs. Judson ever came home. Could it be... that Mrs. Judson ran away?"
"Find her."
William's throat tightened, and his voice sank low.
"I want you to find out exactly where she went. I don't believe she would leave without saying a word."
Oscar nodded and turned to go make the call, only to be forced back step by step at the doorway by Greta, who had just walked in.
He looked puzzled.
"Miss Lennox..."
Greta let out a cold laugh and cut him off at once.
"There's no need to investigate. Freya really did leave. To be exact, she left for good. She's never coming back."
Through the curling smoke, William's face darkened at once.
"Greta
