Carl was always so straightforward to his sister, Molly sighed.
"Jessica didn't tell me where she was. She said she wanted to take a stroll for distraction. And she will
be home at night." She relayed Jessica's words to Carl.
"You..." Carl was so angry that he got speechless, "I told you to ask her where she is! And that's not an
answer!"
"She doesn't want to tell me. I have no choice. Besides, she will be home at night, so calm down.
Jessica is a grown-up and she can take care of herself. Don't worry." Molly felt that Carl was too
anxious.
But how could he calm down if he didn't see her?
Carl felt their conversation was going nowhere, so he hung up the phone directly. It was better to wait
at home.
Molly was about to comfort Carl a bit more, but she didn't expect that Carl would hang up the phone
before she could speak.
That was typical of him.
Carl did not have the mood to deal with his work at the company. He asked Kalyan to call him if there
were urgent documents and send them to his house.
He drove all the way home, but the house was pitch black when he entered.
Jessica hadn't returned yet.
He was in no mood to turn on the lights, so he changed his shoes and sat down on the sofa.
After a while, he remembered that the food in front of Jessica was almost unmoved when they were at
the Golden Cauldron Club.
Jessica didn't eat much, so she would be hungry when she came back from her stroll.
Then Carl went to the kitchen and cooked something Jessica liked. When she got back, she would
have something to eat.
Carl tossed around in the kitchen for an hour or two. When he came out, it was already ten o'clock in
the evening.
However, the house was still quiet. Jessica had not returned yet.
He had known that Molly's words were unreliable.
Carl decided to go out and look for Jessica.
He could no longer care about that much, so he picked up his coat, grabbed his phone, and walked
out.
He hurried out of the door. But when he almost reached the elevator, he found that he was in his
slippers.
Jessica didn't like him to go out in slippers. So, he turned back and changed his shoes before coming
out.
He called Jessica a few times. This time, her phone was switched off.
Carl had the urge to smash his phone.
He called Molly again.
Molly complained, "Carl? Now what? Jessica has returned home..."
Carl's hand froze on the elevator button. He was stunned by her word, "What did you say? She's back
home? When did she tell you this? On the phone or WeChat?"
Carl sounded anxious and stern. Molly was shocked and did not dare to complain, so she answered
seriously, "Half an hour ago, I called Jessica. She told me she's back home."
"Are you sure that's her?" Carl asked again.
"Of course, that's her. Who else could it be? What happened, Carl? Something's wrong with you."
To Molly, this wasn't something big, but Carl looked really anxious.
She didn't understand why he behaved like that.
Jessica was just throwing a tantrum...
Why was Carl so nervous? He had made it look like something had happened to Jessica. It had upset
Molly as well.
But Carl didn't say more.
Carl was in no mood to answer her questions and hung up the phone directly.
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