C1 Find her out

The man stood in nation A, facing a French window. His gaze was fixed on something in the distance. His cold, deep eyes made it impossible for anyone to guess what he was thinking.

Max, his assistant, had a stack of papers in his hands. He had always been with him, the world's most attractive man and a cold and heartless businessman. Yes, he was the callous CEO; after all, he had broken a billion girls' hearts. He was even accused of lacking heart by some. His approach was brutal and autocratic in the corporate world. He was the richest man in his country and the most powerful man in Asia. The man's deep, magnetic voice was heard.

"Did you find her this time?"

It had been years, and yes, he was still looking. However, she disappeared without a trace.

Though Max had witnessed him go insane numerous times after receiving the answer, he managed to utter the words "Our people are still looking for her in M country," and Max shivered slightly involuntarily. As expected,the glass on the window scattered with a loud "Bang," and the man's intent to kill was evident. Once more, the rich, captivating voice rang out.

"Until you find her out , do not come in front of me" Without turning around, he said.

' I will stop at nothing to get her, whether she is dead or alive'. His eyes closed, then opened again.Once more, his baritone rang. "If she is dead, go look for her body". I want her, dead or alive."

Max bolted out from his office, tail tucked under his leg like a dog.

It has been many years since he had been searching for someone. He had been looking for her all over the world for years now. Still, he had failed to find a single hair. Despite employing numerous highly skilled investigators, he was never satisfied with the outcome he desired. Max was his most trusted person. He had witnessed numerous ups and downs with his boss. Given his exceptional physical attractiveness, what kind of woman would he not be able to woo? Still, after all these years, Max has not been able to read his boss's heart. Although his boss is not prone to losing control of his emotions, there is one response that makes him lose his mind.

Max had never seen her but he always wondered what was so special about this girl who can make his calm and cold boss lose his emotions.

"What ??"

"Are you sure ??. If your information is wrong this time, no one will be able to save us."

Max got in touch with his folks in M nation.

"I am sure this time ."

The confident voice came from the other end of his phone.

After catching his breath, Max returned to his boss's office.

"Craccckkkk"

Something made noise under his foot. He was horrified to see that he had destroyed the tastefully decorated room. Everything was strewn everywhere, including the papers and furniture. Chairs and tables have been smashed into bits.

Once more, the man was smoking and standing in front of the window. The partially burnt cigarette was scattered near his feet. The night had shrouded his face in darkness.

"What's the matter ??"

"This time, we located her. Boss.'

He spoke in a clear, low voice.

"Where ???" With a frown on his attractive face, the man questioned.

"In nation M." Max paused before saying this word.

Deep down, the man remembered this name.

This was his hometown. This place was full of memories, both good and bad. He had not visited his own nation, which was his true home, in a long time.

"Do you really think your people have located her this time?" He extinguished his final cigarette.

"Yes, boss, this time they are certain."

Max displayed to him some old documents that he obtained. The girl in the document photo was stunning, but all that was visible was her back and a small portion of her face.

She wore opulent, brand-new clothing that had been designed by a nationally renowned designer. She was leading an opulent life, as he can see. In the photo, there was a man and a baby with her.

"With whom is she with?" The man's countenance darkened, surpassing the darkness of the evening.

Max took some time to think before responding.

"Her daughter and husband."

His murderous intent is unmistakable in his deep, deadly eyes. His hold on the folder gets tighter. "Get ready for nation M."

"Yes, sir."

It was dark outside, but not as dark as his gloomy face.

"Is that true, son? Are you coming home?"

The woman on the other end of the phone asked cheerfully. Her voice clearly conveyed her joy at her son's return after many years away.

"Mom... how do you know?"

His mother was the only person he cherished the most. How his mother knew everything without telling him had always puzzled him. She always knew everything, his sad expression gradually lessens, and a lovely smile spreads across his lips.

" Yes, mom I'll be there by tomorrow evening."

"Oh, my lovely son, you do not realize how happy your mother is today. Everyone is very happy and waiting for you, including your grandmother, uncles, aunts, and cousins. You were sorely missed by all these years. Particularly your grandmother, who is getting older and has a bad body."

All of his father's side relatives adore him because he is the only son in the family; in fact, his grandmother raised him as the only grandchild among all of her grandchildren.

'I love you, son; okay, bye. My baby, I have some urgent work to attend to. Please take care of yourself.," She ended the call with an urgent tone in her voice. She was the only person in the world who could say "baby" to him because everyone else feared him.

He sat down in his office chair and opened the file again, slowly pulling out the photo, his deep eyes devoid of emotion. Nobody is able to surmise his thoughts. His expression darkens once more.

It deteriorated from his holding it so tightly.

and furiously threw the file in before storming out of his office.