He woke up and went to check the room; everything was back in its place, as if untouched.
The fallen mask lay on the ground, which he had Wilfred inspect, finding only his own fingerprints.
He then had someone wipe down the bedroom, every spot Anna Jadwin had used, erasing all fingerprints with a towel.
The bathroom showed no signs of use...
But, Wayne Bailey found a long strand of a woman's hair on the floor.
Last night, he had indeed encountered someone, an irrefutable fact.
Only, who was this woman, and did she truly carry Anna Jadwin's essence or was it just his drunken yearning morphing into mad fantasy?!
"Young Master, shall I dispatch people to search broadly in Sloviane for her?"
Wayne Bailey's lips curved coldly, "Even if she's found, then what?"
Back then, at that church, he saved two children, certainly having the chance to crush the wedding and snatch her away.
But he just wanted to see her choice, and in the end, she married.