Chapter 504
Unexpectedly, the person who couldn’t possibly show up at the Langston Residence right at this
moment showed up in front of Heather, and she looked at the person with a half-smile. “Heather.” This
was probably thest voice she liked to hear. Few people would call her so affectionately, but she felt
disgusted whenever this particr person called her name in such a manner.
“What brings you here, ke?” she asked in surprise. It wasn’t time to clock off yet, so why would
kee home ahead of time? He even went to the study right away to meet her.
“It’ll be Thanksgiving day tomorrow, so thepany closed early,” ke replied naturally.
Heather almost forgot that the next day would be Thanksgiving Day, the day when one was supposed
to have a Thanksgiving meal with their family. She felt somewhat lonely all of a sudden, for she recalled
her parents—they had basically been treating her with indifference ever since she came back to the
Langston Residence. Naturally, she would be lying if she said that she had no feelings about this. The
next day would be Thanksgiving Day, but her parents weren’t at the Langston Residence at all. When
rumors about Heather and Matthias spreadst time, Stephen was so angered that he took Camille
overseas right away with the excuse of keeping their minds off things, but he actually did so to get
Heather out of his mind. Heather had sometimes considered changing such circumstances, for
Stephen hated his child so much as a parent. Heather couldn’t understand why he hated her so much
as if he had never treated her as his daughter.
When he looked at Heather’s ‘masterpiece’ on the table, ke asked hesitantly, “Are you painting?”
Since she feared that ke would see her painting, Heather immediately crumpled up the painting that
had taken her a long time to draw into a ball and tossed it nonchntly into the trash can. Then, she
replied without a change in her countenance, “I was just killing time.”
ke gave a knowing look before he smiled. “Did you see Grandpa?” As it turned out, he was here to
find Robert.
“Grandpa is away for something.” Heather wasn’t clear about the specific reason Robert left home.
Seeing how impatient ke looked, she wondered why ke hade to find Robert. In fact, it
seemed like he had something serious to discuss with Robert.
“Did he mention when he’ll be back?” There was a trace of anxiety in ke’s voice.
Deep down inside, Heather grew even more puzzled. “I’m not clear about that; he should be back
before dinner.” She wasn’t clear about this since Robert had left without saying anything.
“I can’t get through to Grandpa’s cell phone number, so I’m worried.” ke took out his cell phone, and
its screen showed that he had called Robert a dozen times.
This time, even Heather became nervous as well. “What happened?” she asked in disbelief while
taking the cell phone from him. Robert would typically phone ke back, so this gave her a bad
feeling.
“I’m not sure. I don’t know where Grandpa is at all right now,” ke replied worriedly. Deep down
inside, he still cared about Robert, though he often thought that thetter was biased.
“Let’s go out and look for him.” Heather began to turn things over in her mind. There weren’t many
ces that Robert could go to, so they would definitely find him if they searched these ces one by
one.
“Perhaps he’ll be back after a while.” Robert took back his cell phone with a deep frown. Unpleasant
scenes shed across his mind since such a thing had never happened to Robert before.
“No matter what, let’s go out and look for him. We can ask the butler to inform us if Grandpaes
back,” said Heather while leaving the study. Then, her voice was heard outside the door. “Butler!
Butler!”
As he looked at Heather from behind, ke thought for a moment before going after her. He didn’t
want something bad to happen to Robert; even though it urred to him that he would be calling the
shots in the Langston Family if Robert passed away one day, he mustn’t let anything happen to Robert
before he could prove himself. He had to make Robert recognize his capabilities, or he would live in
Heather’s shadow all his life.
The two of them quickly reached the garage and moved separately with each person driving a car. At
this moment, ke was unusually reliable; he wasn’t totally worthless, for he looked quite like a brother
right now.
Heather’s car was still under repair, so there was no way she could take it back that day. Out of the
vast collection of cars in the garage, she chose the smallest one. She used to like driving this car in the
past, but after she began working at the Langston Group, she drove a bigger car to make herself
appear lofty and impressive while meeting clients.
Since she knew that Robert’s favorite go-to ce was a clubhouse specialized in serving the elderly,
she decided to go there to take a look, thinking that Robert was probably ying cards and gathering
with several old buddies. On the other hand, ke intended to go to the most luxurious golf course in
Bradfort City—it was Robert’s favorite ce for holding talks with people. Heather also thought that
Robert was more likely to be there, but she didn’t want to go to the golf course. After all, the golf
course’s owner was a man whom she hated quite a lot. Coincidentally, the man was on friendly terms
with ke, which was why ke chose to visit the golf course instead.
Heather sped up her car while praying inwardly that nothing would happen to Robert. She sent him
several text messages in a row, asking him to reply to her as soon as he saw her messages. However,
there was no reply after she sent those texts; they weren’t even read. It seemed like Robert didn’t have
his cell phone with him, and this wasn’t good news. Robert had never made his family so worried
before; even if his cell phone was with someone else, the person would have to report to him whenever
his cell phone registered any calls or messages. It didn’t make sense for Robert not to reply to their
calls and messages, so this was deeply rming. How could Robert, who always had such a good
habit, go off the radar?
Heather was on tenterhooks as she was about to arrive. Of course, she hoped that Robert was at the
clubhouse, but she had a hunch that he wasn’t there. She hated having such a strong intuition since
this wasn’t a good thing.
She stopped her car at the clubhouse’s entrance with her mind in a whirl. This clubhouse was run by a
former subordinate of Robert, so he often patronized this ce. Moreover, Heather was on good terms
with the owner since Robert often brought her here when she was a child.
When Heather showed up at the clubhouse’s front desk, the receptionist—a youngdy who was new
at the job and didn’t know Heather at all—was baffled by Heather’s presence here. After all, this ce
was a paradise for the elderly, and young people seldom came here.
After the youngdy and Heather looked at each other, Heather said politely, “Could you call your boss
over?”
After walking into the clubhouse, Heather became more certain that her hunch was right. She couldn’t
feel Robert’s presence here at all, but now that she was here, she had to confirm it first. After all, her
grandpa could’ve been here earlier that day.
“Boss isn’t here today.” The youngdy blinked her innocent eyes, and Heather knitted her brows
instantly.
Heather’s aura made the youngdy feel very ufortable, and she looked at Heather in fear. When
she saw how afraid the youngdy was, Heather continued, “Who’s in the clubhouse today?” After
asking the question, she felt as though she was a narcotics agent.
The youngdy looked at Heather even more suspiciously. “There isn’t anyone,” she answered
nervously.
Seeing that the youngdy was so timid, Heather opened Robert’s photo on her cell phone right away
and showed it in front of the youngdy. She then asked directly, “Has this old man been here?”
The youngdy shook her head. The photo on Heather’s cell phone showed an elegant and refined old
man. The youngdy would’ve recognized him at a nce if she had seen him, but she really had
never seen him before.
“Are you a new employee?” Heather’s head hurt as it urred to her that this youngdy knew
nothing.
“Yeah, I’m not so familiar with this ce yet,” the youngdy answered evasively while wondering if this
clubhouse had a secret that couldn’t be told. She even guessed Heather’s identity—the more she
looked at Heather, the more Heather looked to her like a inclothes police officering for an
investigation. The youngdy felt extremely aggrieved, and she thought that she must ask her boss
what was going on when he came back.
As expected, he isn’t here, Heather thought to herself. Feeling somewhat disappointed, she left right
away since she had no time to exin. Since Robert wasn’t here, he was probably at the golf course.
Even though she didn’t like the golf course manager, she couldn’t care less about it at this moment.
When Heather hurried to the golf course, she saw ke’s car. ke should’ve arrived a long time ago,
so Heather didn’t understand why his car was still parked here. Moreover, she had been sending him
messages on her way here to ask him about the situation here, but she received no reply.
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After parking her car, she entered the golf course without hesitation; it never urred to her that a golf
course would be so dangerous one day. She kept having a bad feeling, for she found that the golf
course was unusually quiet on this day. As she walked inside, she didn’t see anyone receiving her.
Since when did the golf course’s management be so careless that anyone can easily get inside?
At the thought of this, Heather immediately dialed Robert’s number, but the call was disconnected right
away after a few beeps. She felt even more suspicious by this, and she immediately sensed danger.
With that, she decided not to continue going forward; she looked at her surroundings and wondered if
she should call the police.
Just then, a man’s voice spoke. “Miss Langston.”
Heather turned around to see the golf course manager, and she felt rather ufortable at the sight of
him. “Hi, Mr. Cullen,” she replied politely. Nheless, she felt greatly rmed since the golf course
manager shouldn’t have been here. She kept some distance away from him so that she had time to
react if anything unexpected happened.
“How big you’ve grown! It’s been a long time since west met,” said the golf course manager as he
tried to cozy up to Heather.
Heather looked at the golf course manager with disgust, for this man was a pedophile. Back when she
followed Robert here as a child, he had shown her perverted care that one shouldn’t have shown
toward someone younger. Heather was sensitive, so she never came here with Robert again after that.
Moreover, this guy was especially good at disguising himself. Pedophiles would only give themselves
away in front of young girls, so he definitely wouldn’t give himself away in front of a bunch of guys.
Back then, Robert was especially curious about why Heather disliked Mr. Cullen so much. After all, this
man had put in a great deal of effort to please Robert, so Robert’s impression of him was quite
favorable. This was precisely why Heather didn’t expose Mr. Cullen’s special preferences.
“Yeah, I’m no longer a kid.” Heather reminded him that she was no longer the young girl back then—
she was a mature woman now.
“What a shame,” the golf course manager responded with regret. After all, he had a preference for
young girls and wasn’t very interested in mature women. He had been unable to forget the sharp look
in Heather’s eyes when she was a child, for it was simply intoxicating. What a stubborn and unyielding
little girl she was back then, he thought to himself.