The place was dark and dusty, the windows broken and only a small opening allowed light inside. The furniture looked like it had been there since the 90s. The tracker had led them to this area in the shabby city district, which consequently meant the masked had taken off the trouser and kept it here."Okay, we're going in, now!" The head guardian of the White family, Johannes Tan, laid down his strict command after checking inside to be sure it was clear.Immediately, Henry, Clifford, together with the full army of the White security force, stormed into the small house, searching everywhere.They checked the laundry basket and saw the trouser with the tracker in it, confirming their assumption.While others dispersed into various rooms, Henry checked out the living room. It was filled with papers, worn out items, and the lights were flickering.He saw some items on the shaky table and moved over. A paper contained the employment letter he was given in the White Group with his name, S
He knew he took that video in case he was being arrested, he could use that to protect himself in case he was being arrested and asked to say the name of the murderer.“West Lou,” he muttered in thought. He knew that place well because it was an abandoned storey building where lawbreakers carried out their dealings.That person must truly be hideous. He pocketed the flash, the pictures and every other thing he could gather before the rest of the group arrived. He called the attention of Johannes Tan and told him what he saw. Then he said, “send the men to West Lou, I'll be heading back to the White mansion with Clifford.”"Sure!" The middle-aged burly guardian saluted. "Boys, we are heading to West Lou after now!""Yes sir!" They all agreed and headed for the location in their vehicles. Three men were left to guard to the entrance to the building while others left.Henry went back home with Clifford as he did not feel the need to go to work that day again. When they arrived at the gr
"I did it," Clifford responded. Henry slowly shifted his gaze to give him a shocked stare. "What?" Stella exclaimed as she couldn't believe what she was hearing. So it happened under her nose and she never knew?With tightly clenched fists, Henry questioned, "What the hell is going on?" Despite his urge to throw a punch, he refrained, and decided to wait for him to reply. Clifford lowered his head in contrition, remorseful. "Ma'am, young master, I'm truly sorry for not saying it sooner, but Mr. Reuben asked me to bring the frame right before he passed away. He gave me instructions to place it there.""I didn't realize the significance of it so I thought it wasn't important." Fidgeting with his hands, he continued, "Also, I didn't have time to ask him about it before he passed away."The room fell into a heavy silence as he finished speaking, and then, with a deep sigh, he slowly sank to his knees."I never meant this to happen, I'm really sorry," he apologized as Henry sighed."Sta
Henry clenched his fists, keeping a straight face for a second, but then he relaxed and put on a small smile."Thanks, at least you're letting me see the manager. So, where exactly is his office?" He asked as Rosa rolled her eyes and pointed in a certain direction."You see that corner over there? That's his office. You can go embarrass yourself for all I care. After all, Clara has already dumped a guy like you and will soon be getting married," she said.Henry smirked, raising one of his eyebrows, then he walked away from them. As he made his way to the office, he cleared his throat and knocked on the door, but there was no response. So, he decided to open the door himself, gently pushing it open and closing it behind him."Good morning, sir," he said, his little smile fading away as he looked at the man who was busy with his laptop."Yes, how may I help you?" The man shifted his gaze to Henry and removed his eyeglasses to get a better look."The same stupid and unreasonable guy who a
Everyone was frozen in place as Stella spoke and Henry folded his arms across his chest. She was about to take a step towards his office when Manager Billy came out. "What is going on here?" he said with a contorted face, but his eyes widened as soon as he saw Stella. He walked quickly and bowed his head. "I'm so happy to have you at my bank today ma'am, it's been a while since I've seen you. Please forgive me for not coming to visit," he said with a smile on his face as she smirked. He raised his head up as she immediately slapped him, shocking everyone. She looked at Henry and he caught her looking at him, then he winked at her, as she smiled. She turned back to Billy and clenched her fists. Rosa was confused at what was happening. She secretly pulled out her phone from her shirt pocket and began recording, then put it back so no one would suspect. She wanted to show it to Clara. Her eager eyes flitted between each person's expression, taking in every twitch and gasp."What rubb
Her jaw dropped in shock. Suspicion and confusion flooded her as she threw her gaze to Henry, staring at him up and down. Doubts swirled in her mind. Henry caught her staring at him. He quickly understood that look."Wait...you don't think I can…?" He frowned."Sir, I really don't want to bother you and no worries I can manage myself..." she interrupted hesitantly because she didn't believe he could have that kind of money, and even if he did, she didn't want to be a burden. But the truth was she was drowning in debts and didn't know where to turn. Henry cut her off, "Oh lest I forget, you have a boyfriend right? He would provide it for you, so no need for those tears you are dropping." Irene froze, clenching her fists in her lap. Boyfriend? She could feel fresh tears welling up but swiftly turned away, gazing fiercely out the window to hide her watery eyes. Henry noticed her sudden change in expression and frowned, realizing he had touched a nerve. He studied her face, wanting t
He searched the bed thoroughly and there was still no knife. Even the hole in the wall was shockingly closed up.Wait, there is no way the knife would have wings and fly right? He was sure he kept it there before leaving his room!"Ok, then what about the letter and tiny button?" He searched everywhere but there was nothing. Bewilderment clouded his features, his frustration heightened."What the hell is going on here?" He wondered as he stared with his forehead gathered.The waitress and the receptionist both had looks of confusion on their faces. "Sir, are you sure of what you are saying?" The waitress inquired, prompting an eye roll from him. He realized he seemed unwell with the way he was acting. But he wasn't speaking out of nowhere and why would he come outside and start blaming her for no reason? "I need to see your manager, the both of you should leave my room," he said as they bowed and left with perplexity on their faces. He walked to the window side, peering out into t
"Young master, you should remember that the person after you is not an ordinary person. A machine can be used to open a door like that," Clifford elucidated.Henry absorbed all he said, a sigh escaping his lips as he and Clifford walked out of the hotel together.He walked towards his car. "And don't worry Young master, I will purchase an apartment for you, in a well secured place..." Clifford proposed."Why can't I just go home instead of purchasing an apartment?" Henry queried, a crease forming between his brows. Clifford shook his head, stating, "because ma'am said so. Your dad's death isn't ordinary, and you are in disguise. Not all the enemies will recognize you, and that is why you have to stay far away and keep your identity hidden, it's just for sometime, remember?"Henry nodded thoughtfully, slipping into his car. He waited for Clifford to enter his own car before igniting his engine and when he did, he followed him at the back.His phone began ringing. As soon as he saw th