You Looked Down on Me Once, Now You Look Up. novel Chapter 75

The man came downstairs, still in his robe. His eyes were cold, sharp, and just a little bit menacing.

The butler stood quietly to the side, barely daring to breathe. It was almost like fate was playing a joke—just yesterday, Colton had laughed and said, “What if someone comes up the hill to watch the sunrise and goes missing? We’d be the ones blamed for it.” And now, less than a day later, it was actually happening.

“Tell the police to leave two officers behind. Have our people take the rest up the mountain to search,” he ordered. “And make sure the entrance at the bottom is sealed off.”

“They’re saying the missing person is a girl from the Martin family,” someone reported.

Colton’s mind immediately pictured the girl in the wheelchair. “Patricia?” he asked.

“They don’t know her name. Apparently, she came up with friends to watch the sunrise and disappeared when she went to the bathroom alone.”

Friends, sunrise, sneaking off to the bathroom by herself—none of that sounded like Patricia. If he had to guess, he’d say the missing girl was Ruby.

Oliver let out a quiet sigh of relief.

He turned into his study, opened his tablet, and checked the GPS he’d set for Riverdale. He quickly scanned through a few livestreams.

Just as he was about to swipe past, a blogger he followed suddenly went live. The camera was pointed right at the entrance of Newton Enterprises.

Lying face down on the ground—completely naked—was a man.

The comments exploded:

“Is that a homeless guy? Not even a pair of boxers?”

“No way! He’s way too clean to be homeless.”

“Why’s he just lying there? Did someone call the cops?”

The livestream caught the moment the police arrived. They hurried over, turned the man’s face, and for a second, the entire chat seemed to hold its breath.

It was the company’s CEO—left out in the open, stripped bare, dumped at his own front door.

How was he ever going to live this down?

One of the officers recognized him and quickly took off his jacket, draping it over the man’s face. Someone else brought a blanket, wrapped him up, and they helped him into the ambulance.

The whole scene lasted less than ten minutes.

But that was more than enough. The media caught wind of it instantly, and by noon, the naked photos were everywhere.

“Uncle Oliver!” a voice called from the hallway.

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