Chapter 227 Fall off the Face of the Earth
Alex couldn't bring himself to wake Katherine from her sweet dreams. Getting up, he prepared to leave the room and headed as usual to the study to relax.
As he neared the door, something felt off. The room was eerily silent—no sound of breathing.
His heart skipped a beat. Quickly turning on the light, he scanned the empty room with a frown.
He yanked back the covers to find the bed empty!
Where could Katherine be this late?
He immediately grabbed his phone to call her. The phone on the nightstand rang.
That phone used to be his, but he had given it to Katherine. Did she go out this late without taking her phone?
A sudden suspicion struck him. Turning around, he opened the wardrobe, only to find Katherine's clothes missing.
His pupils contracted, and he growled, "Anton!"
Anton rushed over at the call. "Mr. Melville, what's wrong?"
Alex glared at him. "Where is she?"
Anton looked confused. He glanced around the room, not seeing Mrs. Melville, then noticed the wardrobe filled with only men's clothes. He immediately sensed something was wrong!
"Mrs. Melville went to rest after dinner. We didn't see her go downstairs or leave! Recently, she's been very sleepy and goes to bed early every day. I even told everyone not to disturb her," Anton explained.
Alex's jaw tightened, and he gritted his teeth. "Why aren't you looking for her? If you can't find her, don't bother coming back!"
Anton responded in fear, "Yes, Mr. Melville! Don't worry, I'll send people to look for her right away!"
By dawn, no one had found any trace of Katherine. None of the Melville family's surveillance cameras had caught any sign of her leaving.
Alex sat dejectedly on the living room sofa, his bloodshot eyes saying more than words.
He looked like a weary, cold-blooded demon, exuding a menacing aura.
She had run away.
She had evaded all the surveillance cameras, skillfully navigating the blind spots!
How much did she not want him to find her to have calculated such details so accurately? Truly, Katherine!
The Melville family's butler and servants stood anxiously to the side, awaiting Mr. Melville's judgment for failing to find Mrs. Melville.
The atmosphere was tense. They were ready to kneel and beg for mercy at any sound from Alex.
Leander hurried in to report, "Mr. Melville, there's no record of Mrs. Melville at the airport, train station, or any hotels. The Galatea family hasn't seen her since yesterday morning, when she left after receiving the gifts you sent."
Alex leaned back on the sofa, supporting his head with one hand. He looked tired and indifferent as if the fate of the world rested on his whims.
Anton, gathering his courage, spoke up, "Mr. Melville, there’s something you should know. Mrs. Melville had some things sent back yesterday morning. They should be the gifts Mr. Nelson mentioned. I had them placed in the storage room."
Alex narrowed his eyes but remained silent.
He added, "Mr. Melville, it seems Mrs. Melville didn't take anything with her except for a few paintings you gave her."
She left cleanly, even returning the gifts she received!
What was this? Did she want to cut all ties with him?
No way!
Alex finally spoke harshly, "Find her! Keep searching! Even if you have to turn the earth upside down, find that woman for me!"
Leander, feeling the chilling pressure, bowed and accepted the order. "Yes!"
A month later, in Lindvale, the Michelangelo World Tour Art Exhibition took place in the city.
At the gallery entrance, the hostess wore an elegant uniform, a light orange scarf around her neck, and a meticulously made-up face. She stood there with a professional smile, welcoming each guest to the exhibition.
This was the most upscale gallery in Lindvale. The guests attending the exhibition were either in suits or elegant dresses, clearly people of wealth and taste.
Until a girl in her twenties, dressed casually, appeared at the gallery entrance.
The hostess's smile faded as the girl approached. She frowned in disdain and blocked her. "Sorry, ma'am, you can't enter."
Stopped, Katherine paused and raised an eyebrow at the hostess. "Hmm? Why not?"
The hostess rudely replied, "Because you don't seem to be a guest of our gallery, so you can't enter. Please leave now!"
Katherine furrowed her brow slightly and said, "If I'm not mistaken, the sign in front of your gallery says the exhibition is free to the public?"
The hostess, with a haughty expression, said, "Yes, our exhibition is free, but only for guests who can afford to buy the artwork. If you can't afford it, don't come in and cause trouble!"
Katherine smiled slightly. "Really? How do you know I can't afford it?"
The hostess looked Katherine up and down with a condescending gaze.
A light blue shirt, loose jeans, and a pair of clean white sneakers.
Maybe because she was very pretty, even the simplest clothes looked fresh and attractive on her, but they were clearly inexpensive, under a thousand dollars, and not suitable for such a high-end gallery!
Thinking this, the hostess became impatient and stated, "Ma'am, are you leaving? If not, I’m calling security."
Katherine said, "I have something to do. I'm here to see the exhibition."
The hostess seemed to hear a joke and chuckled, "Didn't you see that all the guests entering our gallery are in formal attire? Looking at how you're dressed, even if you go in, you can't afford the cheapest piece! And if someone like you goes in, other guests will question our gallery's standards. They might even suspect the paintings are fakes! So, don't cause trouble for others, okay? Now, please leave immediately!"
Katherine narrowed her eyes slightly. "Who says you have to wear formal attire to see an exhibition? I've never heard of that."
The hostess lost her patience and snapped, "Our gallery requires formal attire. Are you leaving or not? If you don't leave, I'll have to call security to remove you!"
Katherine nodded calmly. "Go ahead, call them. And call your manager, too."
The hostess rolled her eyes disdainfully. "Our manager is busy waiting for an important guest and doesn't have time for someone like you!"
At that moment, the gallery manager came out of the gallery.
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