<h4>Chapter 1416: Chapter 1416: The Words on the Note</h4>


    Seeing him return, Belinda Howard was thrilled to no end.


    "Daddy, you’re back! Mommy went out!"


    Hearing this, yton Howard slightly furrowed his brows – ever since learning of her pregnancy, his heart had been extremely anxious.


    "Out? Where did she go?" In his memory, Cam Walker seldom went out alone, especially now that she was pregnant.


    If it was for fun or to go shopping, she should have taken Belinda with her.


    His forehead creased slightly as he looked at his daughter in confusion.


    Belinda Howard lowered her head and took out a neatly folded note from her pocket.


    "Mommy said, if Daddyes back and she’s not home yet, to give this to Daddy!"


    Looking at the note in his daughter’s hand, yton Howard frowned and took it.


    It clearly read ’Miss Coffee House’.


    What was she doing going to that coffee house all of a sudden?


    Lowering his head, yton Howard looked at his daughter with a serious expression, "Belinda, when did Mommy go out? Who did she go with?"


    "Mommy said, she went with the same auntie fromst time."


    "The auntie fromst time?"


    "Yeah, that mean auntie who bullied Belinda!"


    Hearing this, it immediately dawned on yton Howard that it was Nina Adams. At this time, what could Nina Adams possibly want by arranging a meeting with Cam Walker?


    A strong sense of uneasiness rose in his heart, and his expression grew more anxious.


    "When did she leave? Do you remember?"


    Seeing his worried look, Belinda Howard puffed up her cheeks, tilted her head, and scratched her little head.


    She had just started kindergarten and hadn’t yet grasped the concept of time, also unaware of how long Mommy had been out.


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    But it was evident that Daddy seemed quite worried.


    "I... I don’t know..."


    Hearing this, yton Howard’s thin lips parted slightly, and his brows knit tightly together.


    He was frantic, realizing he was clutching at straws – how could Belinda, so young, understand the concept of time?


    Turning around, he nced at a nearby servant, "When did Mrs. go out?"


    The maid turned her head, thought carefully for a moment, and then said to yton Howard, "About one hour ago."


    One hour ago?


    Had she been out that long?


    With a heart full of bewilderment, yton Howard took out his cell phone and dialed Cam Walker’s number.


    But despite the phone ringing for quite some time, no one picked up...


    Thinking of her pregnancy and the meeting with Nina Adams, his heart grew ever more unsettled, and so he put his daughter on the sofa, then stood up.


    "Belinda, Daddy is going out to look for Mommy, stay here and be a good girl."


    Without waiting for his daughter’s response, yton Howard had already picked up the car key from the tea table and quickly headed towards the grand entrance gate.


    Driving the luxury sports car, he arrived at the Miss Coffee House, but after searching the entire ce up and down, he couldn’t find Cam Walker or Nina Adams at all.


    Now, his anxiety deepened.


    No answer to his calls, and they were not in the coffee house – where could they have gone?


    Exiting the coffee house, he tried calling Nina Adams’ phone, only to get no answer there either.


    His worry escted, and just as he was about to open the car door and get in, he suddenly heard a piercing explosion sound from not far away!


    Lifting his gaze, he saw billowing smoke rising into the sky – yton Howard’s handsome brows knit slightly, as a deepening sense of unease set in his heart.


    "Oh my God, there really was an explosion, I wonder if the woman in the car got rescued..."


    Beside him, a passerby riding an electric bike with another passenger stopped when they heard the explosion; they were quite shocked and came to a halt. The words they unwittingly uttered were overheard by yton Howard, who was standing not far from them.