He Stole Me From My Deadbeat Husband
Chapter 427

Chapter 427: Chapter 427

Mindy successfully found one that would board in about four hours. But she booked two instead of one because Henry needed someone to accompany him.

Not her, of course.

Mindy sympathized a lot with Henry and Kate’s condition, but she was not going to risk her life for it.

So she texted Michael, telling him what just happened and how she had booked two plane tickets for them.

She returned to Henry and said, "I’ve booked the flight, Sir. It’ll leave in four hours, so if you hurry—"

"Text me the flight code," Henry said as he grabbed his suit. "I’ll use a Taxi to the airport."

"Um... Michael already prepared a Taxi for you two," Mindy said.

Henry stopped and frowned, "Michael?"

"Yeah, I booked a flight ticket for two. You need someone to accompany you in Los Angeles."

"Mindy, you—urgh!" Henry was frustrated. His emotion was out of control right now. He might snap in front of an innocent person because of this.

"Alright, fine, let him come with me."

**

Henry and Michael used the Taxi to reach the airport and boarded the flight not long after.

There was only silence between them, so Michael finally asked during the flight, "Why are you going to Los Angeles? Did you leave something in the apartment?"

Henry glanced at Michael and replied, "Vernon and Chloe’s daughter, Mackenzie, was attacked by Erin."

Michael’s lips thinned once Henry mentioned Erin. As expected, Marlon and Sarah must’ve found the place where they hid Erin in Greenland and probably killed Faro and his wife. That’s why Faro had been uncontactable for so long.

"That bitch works for Sarah and Marlon now, and I’m going to confront them," Henry said coldly.

Michael understood that Henry was very emotional right now. No matter how much Michael tried to voice his reason, Henry wouldn’t listen.

Because in his mind, he was to blame for everything that was happening right now, and he knew if he kept his silence, then Kate and everyone around him would suffer.

"You know that’s a death sentence, right? Marlon might trap you once you arrive at the Grant estate," Michael reminded, though he doubted that would convince Henry to back off. "Maybe everything is a trap at this point."

"Who cares? What will he do to me? Lock me up like I’m a kid?" Henry denied. "I just want to confront them. This is MY problem with them, no need to bring harm to others, especially to a child."

Michael sighed and decided to keep his silence after that. He knew there was nothing he could do to stop Henry at this point.

"Just so you know, I will stay by your side even if you get caught," Michael said. "Kate would be even sadder if she knew that you died like an idiot."

"I hope Mai will be sad once she knows about my demise..." Michael added. He lowered his head as he thought of Mai.

Mai had returned to Empress Publishing and had been working as a stand-in for Kate, the one who’d handle most of the work unless it was an important decision that only Kate could make.

Michael had been trying to get close to her again, but Mai simply ignored him completely, as if she had made up her mind to move on from him.

Which made sense, since Michael was the first one to choose his duty over Mai.

But that still made him upset, knowing that he couldn’t be together with the woman he loved, and he continued hoping there was a way for them to reconcile.

Henry ignored Michael’s complaint and stayed silent as they flew to Los Angeles.

It took almost six and a half hours to reach Los Angeles, and they arrived at three in the morning.

Michael fell asleep after a while, but Henry was still wide awake. He couldn’t sleep knowing that Sarah might’ve done something even more heinous to his family.

His heart was burning with anger. He couldn’t wait to find that rat-faced bitch and strangle her to death.

Henry and Michael left the airport at four in the morning and headed straight to the Grant mansion. Henry was especially eager to find his father, the man who had killed his brother and put his mother in the mental hospital.

Once they arrived at the Grant estate, they were stopped by the security guard.

Henry rolled the window down and glanced at the security guard, who went pale instantly, "Y—Young Master?"

"Open the gate. I want to meet my father," Henry said. "Surely, he already wakes up at five in the morning, right?"

"Y—Yes, Young Master," the guard worried something might happen, especially after seeing Henry’s intimidating gaze.

But he also couldn’t reject Young Master’s request.

So he opened the door and allowed the Taxi to enter the main gate.

Henry looked around the morning in the Grant estate’s big yard. The gardeners, butlers, and maids were busy in the morning, and Henry remembered how he often pulled up some pranks on them, only to get scolded by Dahlia later on.

Of course, the fondest memory was that of him and his brother.

James was such a sweet brother who would play with him whenever he was free. James also had a lot of advice as a man on acting and being responsible.

’And all that sweetness finally disappeared once Marlon killed him. Life is so unfair,’ Henry thought.

The Taxi parked in front of the main door. Henry and Michael left the Taxi and bumped into his old maid.

"Oh, Young Master!" The old maid rushed towards Henry and bowed politely. "Thank God, You’re finally back! Master Grant needs you the most right now!"

Henry was ready to fight whoever was dispatched to attack him. He knew that Marlon had a lot of men ready to capture him.

But to his surprise, there was nothing.

Even the security guard didn’t seem to be watchful over him, and it confused him, ’Why’s everyone so relaxed? Shouldn’t they gang up on me by now?’

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