Tristan stared coldly at the rescue team before him and let out a bitter laugh. “I’m paying you. You have to keep looking! I don’t
care if you find her or not. The point is, you must search! Even if you have to scour every inch of this river, I want Nicky’s body brought back to me!”
He pulled out a checkbook, scribbled a series of numbers, and threw it at their feet.
“How much do you need? Two hundred thousand dollars? Two million? Twenty million? If you find Nicky, I’ll give you the entire
Ford family fortune!”
The team exchanged glances, sighing deeply.
“Mr. Ford, that’s not what we meant.”
“Keep searching! I’ll pay whatever it takes!”
Realizing there was no reasoning with him, they had no choice but to continue the search.
The rescue team combed the area all night, expanding their search range, but Nicole was nowhere to be found.
It was as if she had vanished into thin air.
Tristan refused to give up hope. He remembered how Lisa’s livestreams often attracted viewers from around the globe. Maybe
taking his search online and posting a missing person notice could be the key to finding Nicole.
Without hesitation, he instructed his assistant to start a livestream immediately.
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In the livestream, Tristan’s eyes were bloodshot, with dark circles beneath them..
It was rare for Tristan to go live, and with the
audience.
the recent news about Nicole’s plunge into the river, the stream quickly drew a large
“I’m here today because I need your help finding my wife, Nicole Snow. I love her more than anything, and I refuse to believe she’s gone. If you have any information about her–whether she’s alive or… even if it’s just her body–please come forward. I’m offering a reward starting at twenty thousand dollars for any credible lead.”
“Mr. Ford loves his wife so much. Please help out and provide any leads as soon as possible.”
“Yeah, with how much he loves her, there’s no way she’d jump into the river. Maybe she was kidnapped.”
“Don’t worry, Mr. Ford. We’ll do everything we can to help.”
Soon, the livestream’s backend received numerous tips from viewers, and Tristan immediately dispatched his team to investigate every lead
Meanwhile, in a café in Merriton, Nicole was calmly brewing coffee, her head slightly lowered.
Her latte art was intricate, and the coffee she made was delightful, attracting a steady stream of customers.
Someone watching the livestream approached the counter, scrutinizing Nicole as they walked up.
“Excuse me, miss, is there something I can help you with?” Nicole noticed the woman’s gaze and asked, puzzled.
“Ma’am, is your name Nicole Snow?”
Nicole’s hand trembled slightly around the coffee cup. She lifted her eyes, her expression turning cold as she met the woman’s
gaze.
“No, it’s not.”
She wasn’t Nicole anymore; her name was now Yara Snow.
“This woman looks so much like you.‘
The woman handed her phone to Nicole. The moment Nicole saw Tristan’s face on the screen, her heart ached uncontrollably.
Watching him sincerely plead with viewers for information about her, seeing him offer a large reward without hesitation, Nicole took a deep breath and handed the phone back to the woman with a smile.
“I don’t know her. Maybe she’s just someone who looks similar to me.”
“Maybe, I was thinking of giving him a tip. It’s a lot of money!”
“Really? Well, don’t give the wrong information. Be careful, or you might get sued.”
After discouraging the woman, Nicole still felt uneasy. She hurried home, packed her belongings, and informed her coworkers that she was leaving the country for a while.
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