Late at night, Asnana villa is silent.
Because Ashtyn disappeared, everyone has been busy looking for Ashtyn, and everyone is exhausted, so they also rested early.
Knock Knock-
In the study on the second floor, one person knocked on the door and walked in.
Inside the study, Peter was sitting at his desk working on a file, raised his eyes to Edward who walked in and said, “Lock the door.”
Edward turned around, locked the door behind him and walked to the sofa in the study and sat down, “What’s the clue?”
“After Ashtyn’s disappearance, I immediately secretly sent someone to keep an eye on Old Mr. Henderson …”
Peter looked grave.
In fact, from the first time Ashtyn disappeared, Edward and Peter both thought of a person …
That is – Old Mr. Henderson.
But because Vivian had just joined the Henderson Family, he and Peter had not dared to mention it in front of a few people in order to avoid Vivian knowing the truth that it was possible that Old Mr. Henderson had kidnapped the child.
Both of them have ideas that coincide with Adriana’s.
Adriana was also concerned about Vivian’s body and no one dared to squeal.
And Edward in order to lower Old Mr. Henderson’s defenses, deliberately called him, selling misery and pretending to be poor, pretending to be a ‘sick and desperate’ look, so that Old Mr. Henderson put down his heart doubts, so that it may leak out of the horse.
“How did it turn out?”
In the face of Peter’s desire to speak, Edward’s brow knitted, vaguely feeling that this matter and Old Mr. Henderson must have an inseparable connection.
Peter picked up a document beside him and tossed it to Edward.
Edward opened the file, a tracking location map with coordinates north of the city.
The northern boundary of the city is very wide, and the location marked on the map is in the vicinity of a tea mountain in the north of the city.
And that tea mountain is owned by the Henderson Family.
“Sure enough!”
Edward closed the file, raised his hand and wrinkled his temples, the whole person enveloped in a cold atmosphere, the clenched fist sinewy, uncontrollable anger.
After a few seconds of silence, Edward stood up in a flash, the stance, there is a kind of now to go to Old Mr. Henderson confront the meaning.
“Stand still.”
Peter called out, then added: “I have sent people to the north of the city carpet search, there will be news soon.”
Edward’s thick eyebrows knitted together and he looked back at Peter, “I need to go back to the old house.”
“Go, of course, but not now.”
The man got up, went to the water fountain, got a cup of tea and handed it to Edward, and said in a deep voice: “The phone address is in the north of the city, but it is not necessarily Old Mr. Henderson’s doing. If it was Old Mr. Henderson who held Ashtyn hostage, what did he intend to do?”
In any case, Ashtyn is the grandson of Old Mr. Henderson, and what is his reason for kidnapping his own grandson?
“He hasn’t been supportive of me being with Vivian.”
“Drink the water.”
In the face of Edward, who almost went on a rampage, Peter was uncharacteristically calm.
He turned around and sat down in front of the executive chair, pulled out two cigarettes from the cigarette case on the table, threw Edward one, the other cigarette into the lips, lit, took a drag, thin lips exhaled a green smoke, smoke, hazy eyes.
“What do you want to say?”
Edward knows Peter and knows that his words do not speak.
Somewhat eagerly went to him and asked rhetorically, “Do you mean to say that it may not be the old man, but … someone else who intentionally left a footprint and wanted to lead to disaster?”
Peter jawed slightly.
“Reason?”
Edward used to be able to do anything calmly and unhurriedly, but now when his own child disappeared in front of him, this moment of fear, anxiety, agitation, breakdown, self-blame, it is like the straw that overwhelms his sanity.
“There are not a few people who know that you and Old Mr. Henderson don’t get along, and even if Old Mr. Henderson didn’t support you and Vivian, he wouldn’t hold his own grandson hostage. If he really can’t accept you with Vivian, I’m afraid what he would want to do is to get rid of Vivian, not kidnap Ashtyn.”
Peter told Edward about his analysis without reservation.
Edward, who was close to storming out, gradually calmed down, took a look at the kind of photos on the table, and his face became more and more gloomy.
“Who could it be?”
He murmured.
At the same time, Peter’s analysis still makes sense.
After wandering back and forth in the study for a few moments, he thought through all the possibilities, but still didn’t figure out the real purpose of the killer behind the scenes.
“The murderer took Ashtyn because the child has value, at least to prove that the child is safe. As for the other party’s purpose, we will know tomorrow. But you, retired from the military for six years, less than when the calm energy.”
Peter’s remark was a straightforward one, causing Edward some frustration.
The man got up, walked to Edward’s front and patted his shoulder, “Rest early, you are Vivian’s day, if you all act like ‘hot pots and pans’, it will make her feel more insecure.”
He is Edward’s brother and knows Edward too well.
In the past, he would not be a child, all things can be killed, wise and calm, without delay.
Instead, now caught in a web of love, being emotionally detained, easy to lose control of emotions, once the emotions are out of control, along with the whole person’s analytical ability will be greatly reduced.
Edward is the authorities, naturally not as clear as he, the outsider see.
“All set for tomorrow?”
Edward asked.
“Everything is ready, waiting for the other party to arrange a meeting place.”
“Thanks, big brother.”
“All right, get an early night.”
Peter said, turned around and left the study.
Back in the bedroom, Adriana is not sleeping, but lying in bed playing with her phone.
The man closed the bedroom door, turned on the light, walked straight up to her and snatched the phone away, “It’s late, why aren’t you resting?”
Adriana rolled over, leaned back on the pillows, looked at Peter and asked, “You didn’t say anything today when Vivian was home, so is it time to tell me the truth?”
Peter sat on the edge of the bed, his palm on her head, gently rubbed his thick black hair, “Adriana, you are not well, what you need now is rest. Whether it’s about Edward or the Soto family, I can take care of it all. Understand?”
Your own woman needs your own heartache.
Even though Adriana and Vivian have a very good relationship, Adriana’s body is too weak and needs to recuperate.
“I’m okay, really okay.”
Adriana took his hand and couldn’t stop sighing in frustration, “I don’t know what happened that day at the hospital, I was dizzy, nauseous and wanted to vomit. These two days I feel in good shape.”
Now Ruth’s whereabouts are unknown, she has been examined in the hospital, all the tests, except that she is anemic, malnutrition, then no other problems.
“Still in good physical shape?”