Arthur POV
The moment I came back to New York, I sent my secretary a message. “Emma, I wouldn’t be at the office tomorrow. Reschedule all meeting to next week.” I called Tristan to came to my house and started our searching. “Can you track the location from her cell phone number?” I asked him impatiently. Tristan typed on his laptop for a while. “This is her last location of Ms. Sophia's phone number, Sir.” He said. “Ok, send me the GPS. I’ll go there now.” I was determined to find her today. The dot stopped in the middle of nowhere. After a few hours' drive, I was guided to this deserted place. The possibility of finding her here was near to zero. I believe that not even flies can survive here. I kicked the trashcan angrily. s**t! Where are you, Sophia? I raked my hair, feeling frustr
