Rebirth: The Ascent of a Socialite-Chapter 679 - 278: Behind the Diamond (Part 2)

Until evening, Pello had not seen the driver bring Su Ziceng back. According to the waiter’s inquiry last night, Su Ziceng had mentioned she would go to the shopping district in the city today. The hotel had already instructed the hotel’s driver to drop Miss Su at the city center and, according to her plan, pick her up around evening.

But by six o’clock in the afternoon, Pello was getting restless as Su Ziceng had not returned. The next room remained eerily quiet, and the local South African driver also had not returned.

Fretting anxiously, Pello had Denis repeatedly inquire the hotel manager. This hotel, perched atop a sea cliff, had been invested in and built by the Munsen Family at the end of the last century; Pello originally thought that placing Su Ziceng here was most appropriate.

After Denis went to gather information, Pello was staring blankly at Su Ziceng’s contact number. Previously, he had been worrying about annoying Su Ziceng and had not dared to contact her. But by six o’clock, he had already dialed her phone five or six times, all showing up as switched off.

Did Ziceng realize that he was staying near her? Or did that damned driver reveal something to her? Where did she go? Without hesitation anymore, Pello walked straight into Su Ziceng’s room and rummaged through her luggage. Her passport and entry-exit documents were all still there; she could not have left alone.

"Young Master," Denis strode in, "the hotel manager can’t contact that driver either." After his inquiry, Denis also sensed the severity of the situation. Originally, when the young master said he wanted to come to Africa, Denis disagreed. The Munsen Family had been operating in Africa for many years; there were many envious and hostile adversaries here. He didn’t want any accidents befalling the young master, but the young master insisted on coming.

"Did you investigate that driver?" Pello demanded. If it wasn’t something to do with Ziceng’s side, then it was very likely a problem with that driver.

"I did," Denis hesitated, and under Pello’s intense stare, he finally revealed the investigation result, "That driver isn’t a local, he is Namibian and had previously committed crimes of smuggling diamonds."

A few days ago, the original driver suddenly fell ill, and the hotel recruited this one on short notice, assuming he was a local South African. A further check revealed that he was actually a Namibian with a criminal record.

"Namibia? Nice, isn’t our largest diamond mine located in Namibia? This is a bit too coincidental. Not many people know about Ziceng’s and my relationship; it’s her first time here. Immediately contact the South African police and the Namibian police. The two countries are very close, I suspect Ziceng has been kidnapped by those coveting the development of Mussen Jewelry. I must head to Namibia overnight," Pello’s anxiety was too intense for words. The natives here harbored hostility towards wealthy Caucasians, it was unlikely that Ziceng had offended someone upon her arrival. The only possibility was that these people were targeting him.

"Young Master," after hearing Pello’s instructions, Denis didn’t react immediately.

"Nice, I told you to act immediately!" Pello stormed out of the room, only to be stopped by Denis.

"Young Master, long ago, the old master didn’t want you and madam to get involved in the African diamond mining business. As an old butler, I also hope that you wouldn’t go to Namibia," it seems from the generation of Mussen, although Mussen Jewelry mined and processed a large amount of diamonds, they rarely visited the Diamond Rush Land personally.

"Nice, what do you mean? Are you trying to stop me from saving Ziceng? You know she is important to me, more important than my life. If it weren’t for her, I wouldn’t let this horrible face be seen by the public again," Pello was furious, his fist smashing into a nearby mirror. This was the only mirror in the house, within the mirror pane, Pello’s enviable face was now only half beautiful. His left eye had been blinded; the grotesque eyelid turned inside out. His left cheek bore several deep lines, etched by a pen, remnants left by Wen Maixue.

Pello’s right face was still intact. It was because of the handsomeness of the right face that made the scars and blinded left eye look so monstrous.

"Young Master," Denis looked at the pained Pello, his master who used to be like a sun god, returned to the manor with a damaged face. In the first few days, the pain of the wound made him roll in the dark, the blood flowing out from his eye sockets intimidated Denis from looking directly.

When the bandages were removed, the young master’s eyes were desperate, a face that he himself couldn’t bear, how could he expect Ziceng to like it.

Cowering in the darkness, the young master could only secretly watch Miss Su. In the room next to Su Ziceng’s sun-filled room was Pello’s dark and gloomy suite.

"Young Master, then I just hope that when you see the true nature of the beautiful diamond, you can forgive all that Mussen family has done in the past," Denis knew, even if he could imprison Pello’s body, he couldn’t imprison a heart pursuing love.

The young master’s heart had already been kidnapped along with the beautiful young lady who came to the manor with him.

Sudden urgent knocks came from the door, a fluent French-speaking waiter held a telegram, "Count, this is a letter for you." (To be continued. If you like this work, please vote with a recommendation ticket or monthly ticket at Qidian (qidian.com), your support is my greatest motivation.)