Mr. Hawthorne, Your Wife Wants a Divorce Again-Chapter 861: Where Is She?

Every time she made a donation, Ann Vaughn would receive a thank-you call from the foundation, but this time, the content was a bit different.

"You said my father donated too?" Ann asked in surprise.

"Yes, Miss Vaughn. Just last night, your father donated a billion to our foundation on your behalf, and we really appreciate your family."

Ann was speechless for a moment, feeling a bit lost, and by the time she came to her senses, her eyes were already tinged with red.

"Thank you for telling me this," she said softly.

The head of the foundation smiled and said, "No, it is I who should thank you. With your help, our charity project on depression will definitely be built better."

Four years ago, Ann experienced postpartum depression and almost couldn’t hold on; it was only by forgetting that memory that she was able to stand up again.

Although she didn’t know much about psychology, she could only do what little she could, hoping to do something for those suffering from depression.

After hanging up the phone, Ann washed up and went downstairs.

As she reached the stairway, she suddenly remembered something.

No one from the Viridian Palace came to last night’s banquet, even though Old Mrs. Vaughn and Old Mr. Vaughn had reconciled with Old Mrs. Sheridan, they still held a grudge against Stanley Sheridan for what he did back then.

To prevent Ann from being caught in the middle, they did not come.

Both sides were her closest family, and Ann had thought about targeting the issue directly to resolve their conflict.

But it was simply unrealistic, as Shuhua Vaughn had been deceased for many years, unless people could be resurrected, the knot in their hearts would never be untied.

She could only think of another way.

However, before Ann could come up with a plan, she suddenly received a call for help from her assistant.

Princess Astrid had run to S Country with the contract, insisting on signing face-to-face with Ann, looking as if she was about to cry.

Ann was increasingly confused by the princess’s actions; she’d seen players giving away points in games, and keyboards sent online, but she’d never seen anyone travel thousands of miles to deliver money.

She even wondered if Astrid was under a spell she had cast...

Filled with doubts, Ann returned to The Imperial Capital with Cyrus Hawthorne and Kenny that day.

Cyrus dropped her off at the company and took Kenny back to No. 8.

Ann rushed into the elevator just before the doors closed, pressed the floor button, and only then noticed a female employee beside her holding a stack of documents.

"Which floor are you going to?" Ann asked, seeing that her hands were full.

"Sixth floor, thank you," the female employee said softly.

Ann pressed the button for the sixth floor and waited silently for the elevator to ascend.

Unexpectedly, as it reached the fourth floor, the elevator suddenly jerked and stopped.

"Ah—" the female employee screamed.

Ann turned to comfort her, saying it was just a temporary malfunction and would be fixed soon.

But the female employee’s face showed no fear, as if the frightened scream had not come from her, creating a discordant feeling.

A quick thought flashed through Ann’s mind, before she could grasp it, she clearly saw—

The female employee lifted her head, her eyes locked onto Ann’s like a black vortex, slowly stripping her consciousness out of her body until she completely lost consciousness...

Meanwhile.

In the conference room.

The assistant returned after taking a phone call, apologetically telling Astrid, "I’m sorry, Princess Astrid, our elevator has had a bit of a malfunction, it seems President Vaughn is stuck inside, we might need to ask you to wait a little longer."

The manager following Astrid frowned, "The princess has already waited long enough, you—"

Before he finished speaking, Astrid stood up, "An elevator malfunction? Is Miss Vaughn alone in there? How long will it take to fix? Is there anything I can do?"

Manager: ??? I thought she was the princess?

"The repairman said it would be fixed in at most ten minutes, President Vaughn will be up soon, really sorry for keeping you waiting." The assistant was also puzzled by Astrid’s overly enthusiastic attitude.

"That’s good." Astrid sat back down, giving the manager a look, indicating he should say less.

Manager: ... Is this princess fake?

A few minutes later, the assistant received another phone call and left the conference room.

"Is the elevator fixed? Did President Vaughn—" Mid-sentence, the assistant’s eyes widened slightly, "What did you say? There’s no one in the elevator? Are you sure?"

No one in the elevator? Then how did the elevator come up?

The assistant felt a chill down their back, immediately hung up and called Ann Vaughn.

Instead, the phone played a message: "The phone you dialed is turned off."

...

It’s unclear how much time passed.

The salty sea breeze filled her nostrils, and the faint sound of waves crashing and seagulls flapping reached her ears.

As the dampness gradually faded, the hot air rushed in.

Noise from vendors and car horns mixed together, chaotically drilling into her ears...

As consciousness gradually returned to her mind, Ann finally awakened slowly from the powerlessness that rendered her body uncontrollable.

With her awakening, the lingering sound of Miyi Yates’ voice, coiling like a poisonous snake, surfaced in her mind.

"Ann Vaughn, do you know how I made Laura Quinn completely submit to me without the slightest resistance?"

"Even if you don’t know, it’s fine, I’ll show you now."

"Take the ship ticket you have, leave here, and after you board, find a place where no one can see and jump off the ship."

Jump off... 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

Ann’s eyes shrank, she looked up at the unfamiliar scene before her, her temples throbbing with pain.

A maze of alleys, bustling crowds, and shops that seemed dirty and disorganized...

And the foreign faces that frequently passed by, occasionally stopping to size her up, left Ann’s mind blank.

Even the most remote town in S Country wasn’t this backward.

Where exactly was this place?

Ann pursed her red lips, intending to take out her phone to make a call, only to find that her bag was no longer with her.

Not only that, even her necklace and bracelet had somehow been removed...

If she wasn’t in S Country, given her current situation without ID or passport and without a penny, how could she possibly return to The Imperial Capital?

Even if Cian and Kenny had discovered her disappearance, without a specific location, they would have no way to find her...

Ann frowned and sighed, planning to find someone to ask where she was before making the next move.

She had only taken a few steps when a few tattooed, fierce-looking men blocked her path.

The leader’s eyes lit up as soon as he saw Ann.