Chasing His Runaway Wife

Chapter 52

Malcolm turned his head around.

His movement was slow. With furrowed brows, his blue eyes seemed to slowly gather a chunk of ice

inside.

“Last night?” he asked.

The pressure in the elevator plummeted abruptly. Saul’s knees went weak and he hurriedly explained,

“It was a piece of information that we received. after midnight, and I’m afraid to disturb Mr. Sinclair…”

Malcolm pressed the space between his eyebrows and softened his tone slightly, “Where did she go?”

“Mrs. Sinclair went to Quilton and stayed overnight at Centennial Hotel about two months ago,” Saul

replied.

‘Quilton?‘ Malcolm repeated in his heart.

Malcolm felt a slight tug at his heart as if something was about to be revealed.

Sinclair Group has a very important project in Quilton. Therefore, he often traveled there for business

trips.

He had a dedicated suite in Centennial Hotel, where he would stay during those trips.

Saul observed Malcolm’s expression quietly and waited for his next set of

instructions.

Malcolm’s eyes were dim and unclear. “Did you manage to find out the room number?”

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Finally, Malcolm said, “Let’s head back to Xosa in three days. We’ll make a stop at Quilton along the

way.”

Over two months ago, he slept with Naomi in that hotel. He wondered if it was a coincidence that

Tabitha was also at the hotel at the same time.

Once the matter here was settled, he had to go and personally inquire. about it.

Emmanuel was soon alerted about Malcolm sending someone to investigate Tabitha’s whereabouts.

More than two months ago, Emmanuel had bribed Riley Walsh, the manager of Centennial Hotel, to

tamper with Malcolm’s drinks.

Now that someone suddenly came to dig into old accounts, Riley naturally sought out Emmanuel,

fearing to be exposed.

Emmanuel instructed him, “Create false records of Tabitha’s hotel check-

in details.”

After hanging up the phone, he reached out and touched the pot of Natal lily nearby. His expression

was gentle, but the sharpness in his eyes failed to conceal the underlying coldness in it.

He felt far from pleasant to have an opponent who was too clever and rational.

Just then, Naomi called, “Mr. Sinclair, I heard Malcolm went to Ackleton. He didn’t tell me about it, so I

was a little worried…”

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Naomi wanted to call Malcolm to ask about his return, but after the incident with Sylvie, Malcolm had

grown suspicious of her. If she called every time he was on a business trip, she was afraid it might

exacerbate his doubts further.

Emmanuel scoffed lightly, “You should worry about what will happen to

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you if Malcolm found out the person in the room that night was Tabitha.”

Naomi was surprised. “What do you mean?”

‘Could it be that Malcolm and Tabitha had some interaction when they went to the hospital yesterday?

Did Tabitha talk about what happened in the hotel?‘ she pondered.

“Malcolm has started to investigate the hotel.” Emmanuel’s tone remained as gentle as ever. “Did you

do something stupid again that raised his suspicion?”

Naomi panicked.

She had indeed encountered some minor problems with Malcolm recently because of Sylvie. ‘If he

found out anything else… she thought inwardly.

“Mr. Sinclair, you have to handle this matter. Otherwise, our plan will fail,” Naomi said.

Before Emmanuel could reply, Naomi continued with a vicious

expression, “Mr. Sinclair, Malcolm told me before that when the fetus. reaches four months, he’ll

conduct a DNA test with Tabitha.”

She clenched her teeth, and the cruelty and bloodlust in her eyes almost spilled out. “We must get rid

of the baby in Tabitha’s belly before the DNA test to prevent future trouble!”

Emmanuel plucked a flower petal. He was frowning slightly, but he asked in the softest tone, “Are you

teaching me how to do things?.”

Naomi instantly came to her senses.

At the thought of Emmanuel’s clandestine and unknown methods, she felt a chill down her spine. She

hurriedly replied, “I dare not to do so.”

“All right, I’ll take care of the hotel matter.” Emmanuel’s tone finally

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returned to normal. “Behave yourself during this period and don’t reveal anything suspicious.”

“Yes…” Naomi replied.

Three days later, Malcolm made a detour to Quilton after visiting Ackleton.

The project in Quilton was well underway, so it was a good time for him to check on the progress as

well as to inquire about Tabitha at Centennial Hotel.

Malcolm stood before the entrance, his gaze inscrutable. He still remembered the restless and

surprised feeling when he found out that Naomi was next to him that morning.

Later, when Naomi found out that she was pregnant, being a responsible man, even if he didn’t have

romantic feelings for her, he promised to give her an explanation.

Malcolm narrowed his eyes slightly, and a chill emanated from his body.

Out of the blue, a thought popped into his mind, ‘What if the person beside me was Tabitha that night?

Would everything be different then?‘

Saul observed Malcolm’s expression carefully and reminded him softly, “Mr. Sinclair…”

‘You’ve been standing at the hotel entrance for over ten minutes now,’ he continued in his heart.

Malcolm snapped out of his reverie, and a slight frown appeared on the corner of his lips.

Nonetheless, he was already there; it was time to uncover the truth.

Malcolm walked into the hotel. The receptionist recognized him immediately and greeted him

respectfully, “Mr. Sinclair, you’re here.”

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As an exclusive VIP customer, every staff in the hotel had to remember his face.

Malcolm nodded slightly, took the room card, and instructed, “Ask the hotel manager to come over. I

have something to ask him.”

When the receptionist met his cold and blue eyes, she blushed and replied, “Of course, sir.”

Malcolm went back to the room and asked Saul not to follow..

Before long, Riley hurried over.

“Mr. Sinclair, what can I do for you?” Riley asked.

“Was my wife here over two months ago? Which room was she in?” Malcomn asked.