Chapter 46: Nicole Has Gone Missing
Hodgson's POV
When I rushed to Molly's room, the door was wide open.
The scene inside was even more chaotic than Eric had described.
Molly was acting like a maniac, grabbing a female server by the hair and slapping her face with her hand.
"You bitch! Are you trying to kill me?!"
Two bodyguards in black suits were holding the server's arms, forcing her to kneel on the ground, unable to move.
Both sides of the server's cheeks were swollen high, with blood at the corner of her mouth.
And Molly herself wasn't in much better shape.
Her skin, especially on her neck and arms, was covered in ugly red rashes, and her throat was making hoarse sounds, clearly indicating some breathing difficulty.
When she saw me, that vicious expression on her face immediately disappeared, replaced by shock and grievance.
"Hodgson, you're finally here!"
She let go of the server and ran toward me crying, opening her arms to hug me.
I stepped back in disgust and pushed her away.
She had no idea how pathetic she looked right now. Those red rashes made her look like a monster.
Molly stumbled, frozen in place.
She turned her head and caught sight of her own hideous appearance in the vanity mirror, instantly bursting into a piercing scream.
"Ahh!"
"It's all your fault, you bitch! This is all because of you!"
She vented all her fury on the server, her eyes filled with murderous intent.
The server trembled all over, desperately kowtowing to me for mercy.
"It wasn't me, Mr. Hall! It was Miss Molly who said she wanted to eat kiwi fruit tonight, so I brought it to her!"
Molly raised her hand to slap her again, but I grabbed her wrist.
"Enough!" I growled.
This farce was incredibly tiresome to me.
Her acting was so clumsy it was laughable.
I signaled to the two bodyguards to take the server away.
I had no time to play these childish games with Molly. My mind was completely occupied with Nicole.
She was still wearing that damn thong, lying naked on my bed. Just thinking about it made a certain part of my body harden.
Molly stamped her feet unwillingly: "Hodgson, why won't you punish her for me? She almost killed me!"
Suppressing my irritation, I said coldly: "If you don't want to die, come with me to the hospital now."
Eric drove us to the nearest private hospital.
Molly and I sat in the back seat. I deliberately kept my distance from her.
The whole way, she kept complaining about how uncomfortable and wronged she felt.
I didn't hear a single word.
At the hospital, the doctor quickly examined her condition and gave her medication.
Eric was reporting Molly's physical condition in my ear, but I couldn't listen at all.
I impatiently waved my hand and took the car keys from Eric.
"Tonight, you stay here with her," I told Eric. "I'm leaving first."
Eric paused: "Sir, but Miss Molly..."
"Don't worry, she won't die."
I left that sentence behind and drove back to the vacation villa at full speed.
The closer I got to the villa, the hotter the fire burned inside my body.
I even started imagining what Nicole's reaction would be when I got back.
Would she lie obediently on the bed waiting for me? Or would she pretend to resist like a little wildcat, then beg for mercy as I fucked her?
I couldn't wait to open the door to my room, but it was empty.
The bed was messy, the blanket wrinkled into a ball, but there was no sign of Nicole at all.
That yellow bikini had been thrown on the carpet by her, crumpled into a ball, still damp.
As expected, she was still so disobedient.
I picked up the piece of fabric and sniffed it near my nose.
It had her body's scent on it.
I could even imagine how angry she looked when she left.
I chuckled.
Alright, considering she'd been wronged, I could coax her nicely.
I turned and went to her room, which was also empty.
The party on the beach was still going on, the music loud.
I searched around and ran right into Ethan.
When he saw me, he was clearly stunned.
"Hodgson? How come you..."
I had no patience for small talk: "Have you seen Nicole?"
"She was just here." He pointed to the corner of the bar.
"I'm looking for her too. I just stepped out to take a call, and when I came back, she was gone."
Damn it! Where the hell did Nicole go?!
My eyes quickly scanned the entire bar: the counter, the booths, the corners... Aside from a few servers, there was no sign of Nicole.
I strode toward the bar, with Ethan following.
The bartender behind the counter immediately stood up straight nervously when he saw me.
"Where's the woman who was sitting in the corner of the bar just now? Speak up!" I roared angrily.
The bartender said nervously: "Sir, I... I don't know. She was still here just now. Could she have gone to the restroom?"
I had a passing female server immediately go check the women's restroom.
The server didn't dare delay and ran over immediately.
A few minutes later, the server hurried back: "Sir, there's no one in the restroom."
Ethan's expression also became serious: "That's impossible!"
I mobilized everyone to search the entire bar area, but there was no sign of Nicole.
Where the hell did this woman go?!
"Hodgson, could something have happened to Nicole? If she got drunk as a woman alone..."
"Fuck!" I cursed.
Suppressing my anger, I turned back to the bar and stared hard at the bartender.
"Tell me, what did she drink?"
"A tequila," the bartender recalled. "A server took it from me, saying it was ordered by another gentleman."
Ethan frowned beside me: "Wait, I didn't order any drink for her!"
Great. That damn woman actually drank alcohol sent by some unknown man?
Didn't she know how dangerous it was for a drunk woman to wander around late at night?
Especially a woman like her: sexy, beautiful, with a wild nature in her bones. Who knows how many men were watching her in the dark.
Finally, I could only pull up the bar's surveillance footage.
In the surveillance video, not long after Ethan left, a server brought Nicole a drink.
After Nicole drank it, her condition became somewhat off.
Then, a strange, ugly middle-aged man appeared behind her and had some conflict with her.
The man grabbed Nicole's hand. She seemed to be struggling, but quickly lost her strength.
Finally, the man half-supported, half-dragged her out of the bar.
"Fuck!"
I punched the wall beside me hard, making a loud "bang."
"When I find this man, I'm going to kill him!"