Chapter 329

---- Chapter 329 "Here." Anne handed the bag to Giselle, her pitiful mask slipping into a smirk. "My advice? Open it at home. No need to rush." Giselle glanced inside. It was a brown plastic case, its contents hidden. For all she knew, Anne could have filled it with filth just to disgust her. Wanting only to get out quickly, she yanked the bag from Anne's hand and tossed back, "Don't think what you did in the hospital is going to be wiped clean. I've already passed the surveillance footage to the Kane family.

Whether they decide to hold you criminally accountable depends on how well you perform next." Before Anne could reply, Giselle turned on her heel and walked out. Once in her car, she flung the paper bag onto the passenger seat, slammed her foot on the accelerator, and sped away from the Holt residence. As she drove, her mind circled back to Anne's strange performance that evening. The unease wouldn't leave her, yet she dismissed it a moment later. Anne's tricks never went beyond pretty stunts and childish drama. It was hardly worth the worry.

Ata red light, she reached for the paper bag, pulled out the plastic case, and tried to open it-only to find it locked with a ---- code. Irked, she had no intention of calling Anne for the password. Giselle simply tossed it back under the passenger seat like a piece of trash. By the time she reached home, it was already 8:00 pm. She grabbed her packed luggage, ready to head back to the hospital, when her phone rang. It was the manager of her clinic. "Hello, Ms. Holt." The manager's voice was tight with nerves. "T have bad news. Your dog... Your dog is missing.

We've been searching all day and still haven't found him." Giselle froze. "When did Eastin get out? How were you watching him?" Because she'd been tied up at the hospital with Donovan, and Joanne had gone back to her hometown for a funeral, she had left Eastin at the clinic for the staff to look after. Eastin had wandered before, but never for long. He always came back within three days. He was a clever, loyal shepherd dog with a sharp memory. Even if he wandered into an unfamiliar place, he could always sniff out his way home. So Giselle wasn't panicked yet.

She only ordered the manager to keep searching and said she would drive straight to her clinic. 'The manager explained that Eastin had been fine in the morning, lying quietly in the shop. But with everyone busy, no one kept an eye on him constantly. By the time someone went ---- to feed him, he was gone. "TI figured maybe he caught the scent of a female in heat and slipped off to mate. I thought he'd be back by afternoon, so we didn't start searching right away. But when evening came and there was still no sign of him, we got worried.

We took cars out, searched a six-mile radius, even checked your place, but nothing. That's when Ihad to call you. I'm so sorry, I-" "Enough!" Giselle snapped. Frustration surged, but she couldn't even muster the energy to scold him. One look at the dark streets filled her chest with dread for Eastin's safety. Then it hit her. Sometimes Eastin slipped away to visit Gideon's dog. Without hesitation, she dialed Gideon's number.