The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance novel Chapter 933

Neville didn’t hesitate for a second. He didn’t even leave the airport—instead, he called his assistant right away.

“Book the fastest private jet to Sandford,” he ordered. “And mobilize everyone we have near Sandford.”

He paused, his tone darkening. “One more thing—look into Foreman Richards’ recent movements.”

After ending the call, Neville stared down in thought for a moment before dialing Foreman himself.

No answer. The phone just kept ringing.

Neville wasn’t the type to sit around wasting time on unanswered calls. Within minutes, he was boarding his flight to Sandford.

Fortunately, Sandford wasn’t far from Neo-Vespera; the trip would take just two hours.

By the time Neville arrived, it was already deep into the night.

While en route, his assistant had been busy, pulling together everything they could find about Foreman and Stella’s recent schedules. Stella had been attending competitions—nothing out of the ordinary there. But Foreman, apparently, had been attacked and hospitalized not long ago.

Sandford was Foreman’s turf, so the information Neville was able to get was patchy at best. He thumbed through the incomplete dossier, lost in thought.

For someone like Foreman, an ambush wasn’t exactly surprising. Stella, meanwhile, was still out of reach, but what made Joshua so sure that her disappearance was tied to Foreman?

Neville tried calling Joshua again, but this time the call went straight to voicemail.

He guessed Joshua must be on a flight, racing over here as well. Neville had no idea exactly where Joshua was, but if he could get back quickly, he wouldn’t have bothered calling in the first place.

“Foreman…” Neville muttered the name under his breath.

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