The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 1371

The assistant, after all, had limited ability i n this aspect, and he really couldn't find any clues.

Luke was restless and even agitated.

At that moment, time was life.

Every minute they wasted would make Eileen more dangerous.

Luke wouldn't rest until he found her.

He thought for a long time, and then he made a call, "Can you do me a favor?"

"What?"

The voice on the other side of the phone was deep as if he were still asleep.

Obviously, it was Kingsley's voice.

"Eileen is missing. She was taken away by a taxi. Can you help me find her?"

Kingsley had more connections in Lanechett than Luke did.

Therefore, Kingsley had an advantage over him in finding people.

Luke had never begged anyone.

The only person he ever begged was Kingsley.

"Well, I'll send some people to find Eileen. You ask your guys to look for her as well. It'll be more efficient if we all do it together. " Kingsley agreed.

Luke felt a little relieved to have Kingsley's help. "Thanks for your help," Luke said sincerely.

Kingsley chuckled and said gently, "Well, I have to say it’s amazing to hear thanks from you. But, uh, maybe you should save it until I find something useful."

More people joined in the search.

Luke stayed up all night.

The next morning.

When Brad woke up, Luke still sat on the edge of the bed, waiting. There were a few cigarette butts in the ashtray in front of the bed.

"Mom hasn't been found yet? Then will she be in danger?" Brad asked anxiously.

"No, she won’t. I've asked your uncles to find her. We should hear from them soon. I'm supposed to be busy today, so I don't have time for you. You have to go to your Uncle Wright's house, okay?"

The day was breaking.

Eileen and the driver were unable to move because they were drugged by the middle-aged man.

A man next to the middle-aged man asked him, "Who do we deal with first?"

"The driver. He's old, so it doesn't matter if we accidentally ruin his flesh in the process. The best should be kept for the last."

The middle-aged man planned.

Then they injected the driver with anesthesia.

The driver was moved to a table that the villains had set up in advance.

With a knife in the middle-aged man's hand and a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, he measured where he should cut on the driver's body.

Eileen was taken over by fear and tensed every muscle in her body in apprehension!

The driver was totally nonresponsive.

They injected him with so much anesthetic that he didn't feel pain at all.