Chapter 693 Caught Like a Thief

• For a man of Henrik's age, he had already lived a long life. In the past few days alone, he had endured the loss of his granddaughter, learned of his eldest son's death, and now, after being used as bait for his family, the fatigue of travel and stress had drained what little strength he had left. He had been hanging on by sheer willpower. But when Bowie arrived, spewing that cruel, thoughtless tirade, it became the final straw—the one that broke him.
• Just then, a sedan slowly pulled up to the gates of the Flauter Estate. George Foster stepped out with his assistant and rang the doorbell, but no one answered for a long time. Standing outside, George's eyes—cold and sharp behind his glasses—swept the courtyard. From within the villa came a sudden cry of alarm.
• Something's happened!