Zoran scanned the table and frowned. “Where’s Darryl?”
A maidservant anxiously replied, “Master, I went to his room, but he was not there. I could not find him anywhere around the house.”
Zoran was puzzled. “That’s strange. How could you not find him? Did he leave?”
Whenever Darryl left, he would let Zoran know.
Darryl never once left without notifying him. Zoran took his phone and dialed his number, but the call could not go through.
Susan tried to comfort him. “Don’t worry, we’ll get our men to look for him.”
Zoran nodded. He instructed a few maidservants, “ Go. Look for him.”
“Dad…” Rachel interrupted. She stood up and said, “ Don’t bother looking for him. My guess is that Darryl left without telling us. How rude.”
Rachel smiled faintly as she thought to herself. ‘He was stuck in the peach blossom forest. You won’t be able to find him for the rest of your lives! ’
“Darryl is a polite person! If he had left, he would have told us,” Sara chimed in and added, “Since he did not notify us, it means he’s still here! ”
Rachel pursed her lips and retorted, “Sara, you think too highly of that live-in son-in-law. Think about it; that miser must have felt extremely inferior while living here, so he left-”
“That’s enough,” Zoran interrupted. “Rachel, how could you talk about your godbrother that way? Let me tell you, Darryl comes from a huge family—the famous Darbys.”
“So what? He was kicked out…” Rachel muttered.
Just then, one of the servants quickly approached them and said anxiously, “Master, I stumbled upon footprints at the entrance of the peach blossom forest! Could it be from Darryl?”
What?