The butler squatted down in front of the children, holding their shoulders, "Could you please open the door? Mr. Kingston’s hand is bleeding; I need to bandage it," he asked in a negotiating tone. As soon as he finished speaking, the door opened. Justin Kingston appeared before everyone, "Come in." He didn’t want the children to worry; he had heard them calling for their dad just now. The children, not knowing their mother had already left, asked worriedly, "Daddy, how did you get hurt?" The blood on the back of his hand had partially scabbed, but some was still oozing, drip by drip, viscerally noticeable, evoking a sense of pain just by looking at it. He did not answer, turning and entering the room. The butler carried the medical kit in, and the children followed. Justin Kingston sat down on the sofa by the window, his expression somewhat gloomy, even though he had tried to restrain himself in front of the children. The butler squatted beside him, opened the medical kit, and took his distinctly articulated yet blood-covered fingers, disinfecting them with medicinal alcohol. "I’ll try to be gentle." The butler said, feeling heartache. But he softly said, "It doesn’t matter if it’s bandaged or not." Compared to the pain in his heart, what was this pain? The children stayed by his side, bravely grasping their daddy’s wrist, cooperating with the butler, watching him clean the wound... "Daddy, how did it happen? Did you get into a fight?" Gigi looked up, very puzzled, "Why did you lose the fight?" Focused, he reached out to touch the child’s head, "No fight, it wasn’t a fight." Then he gently asked, "Where did Mommy go? Do you know?" "..." Gigi thought for a moment, exchanging a glance with Dolly. Dolly: "Did she leave?" Justin Kingston’s brows knit slightly. They know? A glimmer of hope arose in his eyes. "Maybe Mommy went on a trip," Gigi said, as if nothing were wrong, "Mommy asked us not long ago if she went on a trip to a very, very far place, who we would stay with." His heart sank again at the farewell words before departure. He asked softly, "And how did you answer?" "Mommy has had a hard time taking care of us these years, so let her relax. We won’t be a burden!" "Right, we want to stay with Daddy! Let Daddy take us to play every day!" "..." Justin Kingston’s heart ached painfully. If Gigi and Dolly had answered that they wanted to go with Mommy on a trip, would she have taken the children too? The butler finished bandaging his wound, tying a knot with the white gauze. Justin Kingston said to Butler Shelby, "Take the children out, have Nanny Zhou accompany them to bed." The siblings sensibly stood up and left with the butler. This update is available on novel✦fire.net At the door, Finn Morgan came in. Justin Kingston didn’t expect him, softly reminding, "Close the door." "CEO Kingston." He closed the door and walked over, seeing his bandaged hand, asking tensely, "What happened? You’re injured?" "It’s nothing. Have you found anything?" Finn Morgan replied, "Not yet. We haven’t found any flight information, nor any transportation records. The surveillance from Emerald Cove onward is also missing." Very clearly, it had been deliberately erased. Justin Kingston’s eyes turned sharp and icy, "Keep looking. Even if we have to turn all of Riventhal upside down, I must find her. No matter what, I will face it with her; I won’t let her bear it alone." "We’re looking." Finn Morgan sighed softly, "CEO Kingston, Mrs. Kingston asked me to check on you. She... she’s very worried about you." Justin Kingston found it laughable; he didn’t even want to speak.