In the quiet hours of the night, Eastcliffy still.


    Zayne returned home, his heart heavy with mixed emotions. Earlier that evening, Kairi, Xion’s biological mother, hade to the Banks Group to meet him. As they faced each other, Kairi’s anxiety was palpable as she urgently inquired about Xion’s whereabouts. Zayne found himself at a loss for words; he had no idea where Xion had gone. It was as if she had vanished into thin air, leaving behind no trace.


    Kairi, who was missing an arm, knelt before Zayne in tears, pleading for him to help find her daughter, who was undeniably his biological child as confirmed by DNA results. Zayne felt a strong sense of obligation—Kairi had once saved his life, and the loss of her arm was a testament to her bravery. Faced with the dual weight of a father’s duty and a savior’s gratitude, he reluctantly agreed to assist her. Yet, a sense of unease lingered in his heart; this was the first time he had encountered such a daunting situation.


    For the first time, Zayne had no leads on a person’s location. The Banks Family was known for their extensive reach and resources, capable of uncovering any information they sought. But this time, they were met with silence. The inability to locate Xion gnawed at Zayne, filling him with dread about her safety.


    His greatest fear wasn’t merely the uncertainty of Xion’s location; it was the haunting thought that she might no longer be alive. As he stepped through the door of his home, a heavy weight settled on his shoulders.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    As Zayne opened the bedroom door, a lovely middle-aged woman emerged from the bathroom.


    This woman had just washed away her makeup and taken a refreshing shower. Her long hair was wrapped in a drying cap, and despite the absence of cosmetics, her skin remained smooth and radiant. At first nce, one could see that she was a naturally beautiful woman who took great care of herself.


    This woman was Deana, Zayne’s lifelong love and wife.


    The Thorne family held significant influence in Eastcliff. While they might not have matched the Banks Family in terms of wealth, they were on par with them in terms of social standing, connections, and overall power. In some respects, they even surpassed the Banks Family.


    After all, wealth is not the sole measure of strength in any corner of the world. Deana was among Eastcliff’s most esteemeddies, her family background making her a coveted partner for many affluent heirs. Zayne counted himself lucky to be one of them.<fn6873> For more chapters visit Find_Novel(.</fn6873>


    Though Deana was now in her fifties and had given birth to two more children, she still exuded the charm and beauty of a woman in her thirties.


    Concern etched on her face, Deana looked at Zayne and asked, “Why are you home sote? Are you tired?”


    Zayne offered a faint smile, replying, “I’m fine, really. Just a lot has happened over the past couple of days.”