Chapter 627
Having been dragged over to Heather’s room for no reason, Everly stared at the monitor on the desk.
There was a drawing of a woman on the screen.
“Do you recall this woman at all?” Heather asked as she pointed at the iplete drawing.
Everly squinted, taking in the picture. However, the drawing wasn’t detailed enough. After mulling it for
a while, she still couldn’t figure out who the woman might be.
“Let’s put our heads together,” Heather said like she was a psychologist.
Everly looked at Heather in curiosity, wondering why thetter was in such a rush to get her up into her
room. What was going on?
“Is there a girl at your university who has pretty good looks and good grades, but isn’t from a well-off
family? Someone who’s working part-time when she’s not in ss.” That was all Heather could
remember.
Everly looked at Heather in a confused manner—that was too broad of a description. Everly shook her
head, for she had no clue as to who that might be.
“Look at this picture. Is there a girl who fits the criteria I mentioned and looks like this?” Heather
berated herself for being unable to draw that woman’s picture urately. She had a clear image of the
woman’s face, but why had it be so hazy now?
Once again, Everly shifted her gaze to theputer and studied the picture’s every detail. She knew
that Heather was on the edge, so she didn’t dare to lie to her cousin.
“I really don’t know any girls like that in my circle,” Everly said helplessly. She wanted to help, but there
wasn’t a single scrap of information about the woman in her head.
Everly’s friends were all wealthy or powerful, so how would they cross paths with a girl from an
unwealthy family? Moreover, Everly hadn’t heard about any students from less well-off families who
had excellent grades.
“Please think about it again. Ask your ssmates to figure it out too.” Heather didn’t want to sit around
and wait for things to turn even more dire; she had to do something about it, for she believed that there
must be someone at Everly’s university who would know of such a woman.
However, Heather had forgotten about something—if there truly was something off about that woman,
she might be faking her background too. However, Heather couldn’t think of any other possible leads,
so all she could do was pursue the only lead she had.
“Me? Ask my ssmates?” Everly repeated. She hadn’t tried to search for someone before, and she
thought that she’d end up bing unpopr if she bothered her ssmates about this.
“Think of it as a favor for your cousin sister,” Heather said to Everly with a pleading expression. Right
now, she had pushed half her hopes onto Everly.
“You don’t have to treat me like such a stranger, Heather. I’ll definitely help you find that girl.” It was
rare for Heather to ask for Everly’s help. Naturally, she would do her best toplete this task.
A grateful smile made its way onto Heather’s face. “In that case, I’ll leave it to you. She might not be
from your school, and she could be from a different university. As long as you find someone who
matches the description I’ve given you, you must find a way to get some basic information about her.”
All Heather could do now that she had given Everly her instructions was to wait and hope for the best.
“Got it. Don’t worry.” Everly felt like she had a heavy responsibility, but she was inexplicably pleased
that Heather hade looking for her help. If she could actually help her cousin out, that pleased
feeling would rise to new heights.
Everly took her leave, but right before she left the room, Heather reminded her to keep as low a profile
as possible. Since the kidnappers were currently watching Heather, they might also have their eyes on
Leon, Matthias, or Tony. In other words, Heather’s hope was on the Langstons.
Heather determined that the kidnappers knew Myra’s rtionships like the back of their hand. As such,
the kidnappers must think that Heather was not on close terms with the other Langstons, assuming that
she wouldn’t get another Langston to investigate this matter.
The rest would depend on Everly’s findings and if she could get a clear target. Meanwhile, Heather
began to look into her other leads.
After all, she couldn’t put all her eggs into the same basket by cing all hopes onto one single lead.
Besides, it was just a guess; no one knew what the actual situation was.
Perhaps there wasn’t anything off about the girl that Heather had seen at Myra’s home the other day,
and she was just overthinking it. Still, she couldn’t dismiss any possibilities now.
Heather began to look for the ss room, and she kept poring over the videos that the kidnappers had
sent to her in an attempt to find out where they were keeping Myra. However, she had to be quick
about this—she wasn’t sure if the kidnappers would move Myra elsewhere. With that, Heather
searched the entire city to look for a ss room that fit the one she knew about.
In order to do so, Heather needed to borrow some satellites. She was prepared to search every corner,
but unfortunately, Bradfort City was huge. Who knew how long it would take for her to find the ss
room? Moreover, she would be illegally using those satellites. Although it was against thew, Heather
couldn’t be bothered about the legality of it all.
She stared closely at herputer, uncaring of the growlsing from her stomach. Heather looked
at her screen unblinkingly, afraid that she would miss a new lead. Luckily for her, she still had some
instant noodles in her room that she had bought a while ago. Heather’s body was currently winding
down, and she needed some food in her.
The butler was initially about to send some dinner up to Heather’s room himself, but Robert’s condition
red up again, so he couldn’t leave to do that. Since he was too busy caring for Robert, he had no
time to bring Heather’s dinner to her.
Meanwhile, Robert had kept insisting for the butler to keep his illness a secret from the rest of his
family. Hence, he and the butler were the only ones in his room as thetter busied himself.
Robert was envious as he watched the butler walk around with his healthy body. The butler was only
eight years younger than him, yet there was a marked difference in their health.
“How I wish I can be as healthy as you,” Robert said to the butler. His body was currently in so much
pain that it had be numb, so he had to find a way to distract himself.
“Old Master, I just hope that my body will still be as healthy when I get to your age,” the butler consoled
Robert. The elderly were like that; year after year would pass, and no one knew where all that time had
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gone.
“You’re so much healthier than me,” Robertmented, regretting that he had been so careless about
his health when he was younger. Now that he was older, numerous conditions kept popping up.
The two old menmiserated together.
Meanwhile, the starving Heather had dug up all the snacks in her room and ced them by her
time. Eating right now would lose precious seconds, and she was scared that something bad might
happen to Myra.
She repeated the kidnapper’s words again and again. She could hear the kidnapper’s enmity toward
Tony in his voice; if this was an act of revenge, this kidnapping was awfully tricky.
Still, Myra seemed to be okay for now. From the looks of it, the kidnapper was conflicted. Could there
be someone who forbade the kidnapper from touching a hair on Myra’s head?
With that, Heather began to wonder who was behind the kidnapping. The first person she thought of
was Caleb Moriarty, but logically speaking, the grudge between the Moriarty Family and the Harts
wasn’t enough to eclipse their appreciation for each other. Even if they opted for a kidnapping, they
should’ve gone for someone from the Langstons. Besides, the Moriarty Family weren’t saints, but they
weren’t as morally bankrupt as to stoop to kidnapping.
Still, the word ‘criminals’ kept needling Heather; it would be a piece of cake for the Moriarty Family to
hire some criminals outside thew with their influence.
Heather was now at a dead end. No matter how she dissected everything, she couldn’t find a way out.
In fact, she felt that she was running around in circles.
Right then, Heather thought of taking a risk out of desperation—she would attempt to contact someone
else. The first person she thought of was Tony, but she still had her suspicions about him. After all,
there was no way he’d be unaware of Myra’s kidnapping.
After a long period of hesitation, Heather ended up dialing Tony’s number. However, Tony didn’t pick up
the first time although his phone had been ringing for a long while. It was only on her third try that her
call got through. Just then, a woman’s voice came over her phone’s speakers. “Hello, may I ask who
you are? Are you looking for Tony?”
Heather frowned. Why would Tony’s phone be with another woman? Moreover, that woman even called
him affectionately as ‘Tony’.
What was their rtionship? Could she be Tony’s older sister?
Heather did her best not to think of the worst scenario.
“Who are you? Can you get Tony to answer the call?” Heather stamped her anger down, deciding to
ascertain the situation first.
“Sorry, Tony’s still asleep,” the woman said in a seductive tone, making it seem as though Tony was
currently sleeping next to her.
“Who in the world are you?” Heather asked the woman, trying to figure out her identity.
“Tee hee.” The woman let loose a tinkling, pleasantugh. “I don’t know who you are either.” As soon
as she finished her sentence, she cut the call off immediately.
Heather was unwilling to admit defeat, so she called Tony again. Unfortunately, his phone had been
switched off. It was then that Heather somewhat understood Matthias’s thoughts.
In other words, karma came very soon.
Heather didn’t bother calling Tony anymore after three more tries. Right now, she had no time to waste
on futile endeavors like this.
Heather had managed to record her conversation with the mystery woman earlier, but she couldn’t get
through Tony’s cell phone right now. She bit her lip in careful thought; Tony seemed to be having an
affair on the surface, yet Heather felt that something wasn’t quite right. Even if he was cheating, he
wouldn’t possibly do it so brazenly. Everyone knew how nice Tony was to Myra, and Heather believed
that he wouldn’t do something that would hurt Myra.
Once again, Heather yed her conversation with the mystery woman, guessing that this wasn’t an
act. Just as Heather was puzzled over the situation, Tony called her. Once she immediately answered
his call, Tony’s rich and sensuous tone came over her phone.
“Heather, did you call me earlier?” Tony put a hand to his forehead. He still had no idea where he was.
Who was the woman with the bare upper body next to him? Tony had a splitting headache, and he
couldn’t remember what had happenedst night.
The woman had a fawning smile on her face as she attempted to get close to him, only to have Tony
immediately rebuff her. “Get out.”
Meanwhile, Heather heard Tony’s voice on the other end.
Don’t tell me that he’s really with another woman right now? Heather began to wonder.
Just as Heather had pricked her ears up in an attempt to listen in on more of their conversation, the call
ended. Before the call was cut off, she vaguely heard the mystery woman say ‘Mr. Hart’ in a sensual
tone.
That voice was indeed from the woman who had ended Heather’s earlier call.
Heather stiffly put her phone down. What did the current situation mean? Either Tony was actually
cheating on Myra, or someone had also set Tony up. Nheless, Heather couldn’t imagine that
someone had managed to involve Tony in such a scheme. Just who in the world was powerful enough
to be capable of this?