Chapter 770
They couldn''t possibly break into the house, so Ruben suggested, "Why don''t we turn back?"
Vincent frowned, and it was obvious that he didn''t want to leave.
Sighing, Ruben advised, "It''s gettingte. Maybe she''s asleep."
"It''s only 9 pm. She doesn''t go to bed so early."
"Maybe she was out with her friends?"
"Well wait then."
"What?"
Ruben waspletely speechless.
Vincent was known to be impatient, so Ruben couldn''t help but feel shocked that he was willing to
wait for ine.
After waiting for another ten minutes or so, Ruben rebuked impatiently, "What if it''s Howard who
comes back before ine? What should we do then? You don''t want him to know that you''re
pretending to be him yet, do you? Let''s leave. We cane another day."
After everything he said, the only reply he received was, "Call the mole you nted beside Howard
and ask him what time Howard will get off work."
Ruben looked askance at him.
Then, he took out his phone and made a call. As he listened on, he frowned and ended the call
abruptly.
"What did he say?" Vincent looked over and asked.
Keeping the phone in his pocket, Ruben furrowed his eyebrows. "He said that Howard went on a
business trip this afternoon, and he''s not in Beachmarsh City."
No wonder no one answered the door.
"Maybe ine went with Howard." Ruben shrugged. "How about wee again in a few days?"
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Without a word, Vincent turned around to leave.
"Hey, where are you going?" Ruben immediately caught up with him.
As soon as they returned to the vi, Vincent shut himself in the study. Morgan approached Ruben
and asked, "What''s the matter?"
He wondered if they had stumbled upon any problem because Vincent didn''t look so good.
Ruben was also confused. "I don''t know. We didn''t see the person we wanted to meet, then he
suddenly decided toe back. He didn''t even talk all the way back, so I don''t know what he''s
thinking."
As soon as he finished his words, the door of the study was abruptly opened. With that, Reuben
and Morgan jumped back in fright as they were stuck to the door eavesdropping.
Walking out with a nk expression on his face, Vincent headed towards the main door.
Ruben kept up with him tiresomely, "Where are you going this time?"
"She didn''t go with Howard," said the Vincent in a t tone.
"So did youe back to check the surveince?"
Vincent nodded.
"Okay. What did you find?"
"She only saw Howard off at the elevator, and they didn''t leave together. Besides, not long after
Howard left, she went out too."
Ruben immediately understood what he meant. "So she should still be outside now, and we''re going
to wait for her until she goes home, right?"
Vincent nodded his head. "Yes."
Looking at the night sky outside, Ruben huffed, "Are we still going there today?"
Ignoring him, Vincent walked out the door.
Ruben pursed his lips.
On the other hand, Morgan looked on attentively.
Donning a weak smile, Ruben reassured, "Don''t worry, Morgan. I''ll stay with him."
However, Morgan looked at Vincent''s back with a mixture of concern and curiosity in his gaze. "It''s
the first time in many years that I''ve seen him so interested in one thing. I''m curious to meet this
inedy. Mr. Lawson, please bring her here tomorrow."
"I can''t promise you anything. It''s up to Vincent," Ruben said as he walked out. "Okay, well head out
now."
"Be careful."
Morgan shouted behind them and sighed as he watched them drive away.
Vincent''s life had been very stagnant and stale for so many years. His mind was so unruffled that he
even looked bored when he was out killing people. Now, did he finally meet someone whom he
thought was interesting?
However, Morgan wasn''t sure if this was a good or a bad thing.
He was afraid that after going through this new process, Vincent would go back to the way he used
to be...
An hour had passed, but the person they were waiting for had not yet arrived.
Even Ruben, who usually was mild-mannered, felt impatient, but Vincent still looked calm and
serene.
Was this still the same impatient man who had a foul temper and would solve all his problems with
guns if he could?
It was until 11 pm when Vincent finally said, "Something happened to her."
The exhausted Ruben who had fallen asleep jolted awake and blurted in a daze, "What? Who?
What happened?"
"Something happened to ine."
"H-How did you know that?"
Squinting at him, Vincent stated, "She won''te back sote, so something must have happened.
Ruben, contact the Dark Guards. I want to know where she is within an hour."
Gaping his mouth wide in surprise, Ruben tried to digest what he had been told. Contact the Dark
Guards?
It was the most mysterious trump card in his hand that existed like ghosts.
If the Dark Guards were appointed, they could handle whatever difficulties they had to deal with.
Normally, the Bradbury Family would not casually appoint the Dark Guards if they could solve the
problem themselves, but was Vincent serious about calling them just for a small-time maid?
ncing at him with a deep gaze, Ruben asked, "Are you sure?"
The expression in Vincent''s eyes became stern. "Do it!"
"Okay. I''ll do it."
Ruben answered.
The two of them entered the elevator together, and Ruben began to contact someone.
On the other hand, by the time Ariah arrived at the hospital, the doctor had treated ine''s wound.
After settling the bill and going through the hospitalization procedures, she came to her ward to
figure out the whole story.
"Ariah, I''m sorry for all the trouble I caused." ine sat on the hospital bed with a guilty expression.
"I don''t have money now, so I will pay you next month after I get my sry."
"Don''t worry about it. It''s not much money." Frankly, Ariah was a little surprised that ine did not
have any cash in her hands.
She was an all-inclusive housemaid. Besides, she was thrifty, so she should have some savings
after working for Howard for a year.
But now, she couldn''t even afford her
hospitalization expenses.
This made Ariah feel incredulous and shock.
Where did all her money go?
Under normal circumstances, Ariah might have asked her, but there was another person in the
room other than them.
"Who is this?" Ariah looked at the boy sitting in the corner.
The young man looked about 17 or 18 years old.
ine hurriedly introduced, "This is my younger brother, Paul. He came to visit me and sightseeing
for two days. Paul, say hello."
Paul nced at Ariah and said politely, "Hi, Ariah. Nice to meet you."
Smiling at him with a nod at first, then Ariah turned to ask ine, "What happened to you? Does
Howard know about it? He''s also working in this hospital. Why don''t I call him over?"
"No. Don''t!"