A Sweet Night: The CEO Loves His Wife Ardently novel Chapter 310

Seeing the live broadcast, Wendy frowned.

The activity went pretty smoothly. A lot of the audience gathered and participated actively.

She was in confusion, 'Then why Dad was so anxious? Or ... what happened before?'

Wendy pulled the live video forward a little. It happened to be the award scene.

A boy went up to the stage to take the prize. There was nothing special.

Wendy had met Quentin a few times when she was a child, so she couldn't remember Quentin's appearance clearly. Therefore, she didn't recognize Harold and only thought that Harold was an ordinary audience.

She watched the whole video and confirmed that there was nothing.

Perhaps Toby had suddenly thought of something important that made him excited and ignored her.

It was the only reason.

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Toby arrived at the scene of the activity at a fast speed.

It was four and a half in the afternoon. The activity had ended and the reporters had gone.

Toby rushed over on the spur of the moment, so no reporters were waiting for him.

He went backstage directly and found the organizer.

The organizer greeted Toby respectfully, "Mr. Toby, glad to see you here."

Toby looked around anxiously, "Where is the boy? Why didn't I see him?"

The organizer looked at Toby in embarrassment and stuttered.

"Um ... Mr. Toby, when you called me, the boy had left the mall. I went outside, only to see he got into a taxi. I couldn't catch up. I called you, but you didn't pick up."

On the way, Toby was thinking about Quentin and didn't want to be disturbed by others, so he turned his phone on silent.

"What's his name and phone number? Where does he live?"

The organizer shook his head, "I don't know. We haven't asked the participants to register their address and phone number. He only said his name was Harold Howell."

The name might be a false name.

"Didn't he get an award? Then why didn't he leave an address or any other contact information?"

The organizer was nervous, "He didn't need our help. He lives nearby and takes the award back on his own. Of course, we can't force the delivery."

Toby continued to ask, "He also said he was a student. Which school is he from?"

"He didn't mention it."

Two clues were all broken. Toby was furious and shouted at the organizer, "You just know nothing!"

The organizer was confused.

People were just attending an activity and they wouldn't register so much information. Because even if they register, they might not be able to win an award. Nowadays, people were afraid of privacy disclosure.

But he could only apologize to Toby, "I'm sorry, Mr. Toby. I was careless."

In the end, Toby took a deep breath and calmed himself down.

The boy seemed to be a university student. However, it was summer vacation now and Toby could not guarantee that the boy was studying at Peace City. It was like searching for a needle in a haystack.

Since Toby knew that he was a student, he had a specific direction to look for. As long as he found a way to get all the student files and photos of all universities, he would find Harold one day.

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