Bill’s POV

I have no clue where Serena is staying these days.

Three days ago, I walked into my usually spotless house after the successful meeting with Johnson and Haines executives. The marble floors were shining and the elegant furniture and artwork stood out. But something was off – Serena, who always greeted me, was missing.

I checked the kitchen and dining area, but I couldn’t find her there. Even the maids didn’t know where she was.

As I headed towards ...