Henley said bluntly, "I already told you it wasn't me. But I might have an idea where she is."

Raegan's thoughts were all over the place. She didn't have the energy to figure out who was involved. Her only focus was on bringing Janey back.

“Please, Tell me..." Her eyes, clear but filled with tears, begged, “Please, just tell me."

Henley's lips twitched a bit. “You're not very convincing when you beg," he remarked.

"Thud!" Raegan dropped to her knees promptly.

“I know it's my fault. I shouldn't have upset you. Please..." Her eyes fixed on Henley with determination as she pleaded, “Please, bring Janey back to me..."

Raegan was willing to do anything for Janey. Every second was crucial.

Otherwise, who knew what those monsters might do to Janey...

"You!" Henley was not pleased but rather furious. Here Raegan was, kneeling before him, surely ruining the image he had just built up.

Others would simply assume he was pressuring her.

“Stand up!" Henley commanded, pulling her up by the arm. “Raegan, don't test my patience!"

Henley dragged Raegan to a hidden corner where they couldn't be seen.

Raegan didn't resist and simply said, "Just give Janey back to me.."

“Is that the only thing you can say?" Henley narrowed his gaze.

Henley might Look like a scholar, but when his expression turned cold, an unexplainable darkness clouded his features. Especially those eyes concealed behind golden-rimmed glasses, like a cunning fox hiding in the shadows.

Beneath his sophisticated exterior, there lay a dangerous appeal, the kind one would find in a modern-day “gentleman rogue."

“What is it that you truly want?" Raegan's eyes were red, her self-control stretched to its breaking point, itching to rip this cunning man apart.

"What do I want?" Gently lifting her chin, Henley offered, "Remain by my side..."

Raegan felt a chill. Holding her disgust, she asked, "What about Miss Holmes from Manning?"

Matilda Holmes had been engaged to Henley for two weeks.