"Mr. Yu, we've checked the flights, and there's no ID registration information for Miss Ye on yesterday's flights leaving Washington. She should still be in the United States."
"Should?" Yu Xiuzhun narrowed his wicked eyes, his lips curling coldly.
"You can't even find a person and you're using 'should' to brush me off. You all are truly capable!"
"Mercy, Mr. Yu!" The butler fell to his knees with a thud, his face turning pale with fear.
"Leaving the U.S. doesn't necessarily require using one's ID. Even if it was used, there are plenty of ways to destroy the records. Don't tell me you don't understand any of this?"
Yu Xiuzhun's thin lips parted slightly, each word carrying cold severity.
"I'll go re-check immediately and surely find Miss Ye's whereabouts." The butler scrambled out of the living room.
In the vast space, Yu Xiuzhun was left alone, suddenly resembling a demon standing in the middle of the living room, his wicked eyes narrowing slightly.
