Chapter 16 Timothy's knuckles whitened around the divorce certificate , his thumb tracing Shirley's sharp signature . He still couldn't believe it . Overhead lights hummed in the garage when he suddenly grabbed the bodyguard's collar . " What else did she say that day? " " Did she leave any message ? " " Mr. Mitchell … .. " The bodyguard staggered from the chokehold . " Madam's wrist wound keeps bleeding , but she only asked me to give you this gift . " " And … " He pulled a kraft paper envelope from his chest . " This is for the Campbell family . " Timothy snatched the envelope and tore it open . On the yellowed stationery , Shirley's handwriting remained neat and precise . " Mr. Campbell , Mrs. Campbell , enclosed are the documents to cut all ties with family and the savings passbook . To be honest , when I think about it carefully , I shouldn't have been found in the first place . The papers sever our relationship , while the passbook repays your upbringing . From this moment forward , I am no longer a daughter of the Campbell family … " Timothy's hands trembled uncontrollably . 0.00 % 00:30 Chapter 16 288 Vouchers He felt with absolute certainty that Shirley truly intended to leave forever . "Take this to the Campbell manor . " Right away , Mr. Mitchell . " Half an hour after the bodyguard left , Mr. and Mrs. Campbell called . Timothy took a deep breath before answering . Mrs. Campbell's frantic voice nearly burst through the receiver . " Timothy ! Has Shirley contacted you ? She left papers to cut all ties with family at home ! " Timothy's nails dug deep into his palms . " Why would I know ? " He let out a cold laugh . " You can't even control your own daughter . What are you asking me for ? " " What's this attitude! " Mrs. Campbell's voice trembled . " If it weren't for you and Patricia … Shirley wouldn't have― " " Enough ! Were your hands clean ? Your family fortune went entirely to Patricia . What right do you have to lecture me ? " Timothy slammed the phone down . It thudded heavily against the car hood . A gust of wind blew by , bringing a chill , and he suddenly remembered when Shirley was around , she always took care of every detail . 21.18 % 11 00:30 Chapter 16 288 Vouchers She kept doing those ordinary little things without fail . Timothy slumped into his seat , and when he pulled out his cigarette case , he found it empty . His frustration deepened . " Timothy , Shirley was indeed badly hurt at the time . " His assistant's voice suddenly rang out . " She said … she said if she didn't do some things now , she might never get the chance . " For the first time , Timothy realized that Shirley , who used to quietly fix the buttons on his suit cuffs and cook porridge all night when he had a stomachache , might have been pushed too far away by his own hands . This time , she hadn't even given him a chance to look back . Timothy slammed his phone face - down on the passenger seat , his expression grim . Five minutes prior , he'd ended a call with his private investigator . The man reported spotting Shirley in airport surveillance footage before completely losing track of her . With flights grounded due to severe weather , tracing Shirley's destination became impossible . His watch clicked to seven o'clock when Patricia's call flashed on- screen . He stared for two seconds before answering . " Timothy , what're you up to ? " Patricia's saccharine voice oozed through the speaker . 41.44 % 40 00:30 Chapter 16 1 288 Vouchers " I found this new French restaurant ! Shall we try it ? " Timothy turned the steering wheel , guiding the car out of the underground garage . " Send me the address . I'll pick you up . " In the rearview mirror , he saw heavy dark circles under his eyes . He hadn't slept well since discovering Shirley's disappearance days ago . During the drive , Patricia chattered about her favorite foods as usual , but Timothy remained unusually quiet , only responding with occasional " hmms . " Even after parking outside the restaurant , he kept checking his phone , hoping for updates from the detective . " Sir , this is our new seasonal item featuring imported cream . Would you like to try it ? " A beaming server recommended enthusiastically . Timothy nodded impassively . " Sure . " Patricia's eyes instantly lit up , her fingers unconsciously rubbing the edge of the table . Patricia suddenly imagined cutting into the cake , wondering if a special surprise like a ring might be hidden inside . But when the cake was wheeled out and Patricia sliced into it , her smile froze on her face . The cake revealed nothing at all . " Timothy , did you forget something ? " 65.15 % ONG 00:30 Chapter 16 288 Vouchers She poked at the frosting with her fork , her tone playfully reproachful . Timothy kept his eyes glued to his phone , answering absently , " What ? " Patricia's expression darkened completely , and she fell silent . Dinner came to an abrupt end in awkward silence . On their way home , she sulked silently , staring out the window at the night scenery . Suddenly , Timothy's phone vibrated wildly in his pocket . He slammed on the brakes , thinking the detective had found Shirley . Tires screeched against the pavement as horns blared behind them . " Timothy ! Are you insane ? " Patricia turned pale , the seatbelt digging into her chest .