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LEAVING FOR THE SPARTAN ARMY HEADQUARTERS.

Thud!

A soft sound reverberated as Clark shut the door to his room after entering inside, but he didn’t move immediately. He leaned and rested his back on the door before closing his eyes.

He took steady and rhythmic breaths as his chest heaved up and down, repeating this cycle in silence.

His mind was not a complete total mess yet but it was in a disorderly state. It was slightly chaotic, worried, and concerned. Lots of thoughts battered his brain, making him feel more depressed.

“Where are you, Sonia?”

The more he thought of this, the more he felt like banging his head against a rock. He already spent millions secretly to fund a search team, but all these efforts were slowly proving to be ineffective.

Even though so many years have gone by, not a single trace of Sonia has been seen. Was she really dead? Or was her father hiding her? Nothing seemed to make sense to him.