SAVADOR: FATED TRILLIONAIRE

CHAPTER 117

This didn't make any sense to Emily at all. Where could Savador have gone in his state?

"He couldn't have gotten out of here in his state. He was laying there like a vegetable," Emily pointed out to where she had left Savador, unable to understand how he vanished.

Almost loosing her sense, Emily ran back to the bathroom to check again. She didn't see Savador.

She came back to the room, checked under the bed _in case he had rolled off the bed_ checked her closet and other corners of her room. But no sign of Savador.

This got Emily breathing heavily, wondering where he might be.

"Where is he? He was just there. He couldn't have gotten out of this room like that. He..." She paused, thinking about it.

"He couldn't have left this room by himself. Someone must have helped him. Someone came in when I left this room to attend to Frank's call. Yes, that's the only answer to this mumbo jumbo taking place. Someone found Savador in his weak state and took him away" Emily concluded.

She had as