CHAPTER 272 BUSY HENRY

"It's because of Yvonne," Henry replied briefly.

But that answer was enough to clear the old man's doubt.

He did it for Yvonne.

The old man raised his eyebrows surprisingly. He looked at Henry for a long time and then laughed," Henry, tell Grandpa honestly. How do you feel towards Yvonne now?"

"I love her," Henry immediately replied without any hesitation.

"Oh?" The old man stretched his voice. "Does that also mean that you're planning to settle down with Yvonne now?"

"Yes." Henry nodded.

The old man knocked on the table and said, “That's great. Never break your promise anymore now that you've decided. Treat Yvonne well from now on and let bygones be bygones. I don’t want anything like that to happen again. Do you hear me?"

"Understood," Henry answered.

The old man yawned, "When a person gets old, he tires easily even after sitting for a short while.” "Drink some tea." Henry immediately poured a cup of tea and handed it over to the old man.

The old man waved his hand. "Put it down first. I'll drink it later. Tell me again. What's your plan for that Conrad girl now? I heard from Joe that she has been pleading to you for the past two days?"

"Yes, but I didn't agree," Henry answered while putting down his teacup.

The old man squeezed the bridge of his nose. "It's right to reject. If you dare agree to her, I'll be the first t o come after you. As for the Conrad girl, I hope you understand that the person you love now is Yvonne. You're her husband, so don't let me find out that you did something stupid again."

"I got it." Henry nodded.

The old man smiled with satisfaction. "That’s more like it. Try to send that girl overseas as soon as possible. If she stays longer, things might turn sour again. By the way, the clue about your brother last time H

"It’s fake." Henry’s face sank.

There was a ray of sadness in the old man's eyes. "I know it’s fake, but I always hoped that it was real. I don't know if I’ll see Hayden before I die."

"You definitely can," Henry pursed his lips.

The old man thought he was only comforting himself and sighed helplessly, "The hope is slim." "Not really. Yvonne may have seen Hayden," Henry said.

This statement was like a huge boulder, drumming on the old man's heart.

He stood up with his face full of excitement. "Henry, are you speaking the truth? Has Yvonne really seen Hayden?"

"I’m not sure. Yvonne isn't sure either. She just said that she'd seen someone with a red birthmark on the neck, but she doesn't know if that person is Hayden." Henry gently shook his head.

The old man whispered quickly, "Red birthmark on the neck. Yes, Hayden has such a birthmark. There are many people in this world with birthmarks, but not many with red birthmarks on the neck. Maybe it’s really Hayden. Henry, did Yvonne mention that person's name?"

He grabbed Henry's hands and asked urgently.

Henry said quietly, "No, she doesn't even remember where she met that person. She only remembers seeing him."

"This..." The old man’s eyes immediately showed disappointment.

Henry patted the back of his hand. "But don't worry, Grandpa. Yvonne’s social circle is small. I'll check on the people she meets every day and 1 believe I will find him." "I hope so." The old man smiled bitterly.

After finally getting a clue about his youngest grandson, the plan was disrupted again.

He couldn't remember how many times he had his hopes high and got disappointed in the past two decades.

Knock, knock!

There was a knock on the door.

Henry let go of the old man's hands and turned away t o open the door.

The door opened and Yvonne was standing outside with her hand still on the doorknob.

"What's the matter?” Henry asked while looking at her.

Yvonne put her hand down. "Sue told me to ask you and Grandpa to come down for dinner."

"Got it. You can head downstairs first." Henry nodded.

Yvonne didn't leave. Instead, she looked behind Henry. She saw the old man frowning and she couldn't help being curious. "What happened to Grandpa?"

"He's worried about Hayden," Henry explained.

Yvonne opened her mouth, "Still no clue of your brother yet?"

Henry gave a hum.

Yvonne sighed, "I'm sorry, I still can't remember."

"It's not your fault." Henry rubbed her hair. "Go downstairs first. Grandpa and I will be there in a while."

"Okay then, you guys hurry up." Yvonne left and went downstairs after speaking.

Henry closed the door and returned to the study room.

The old man took a sip of tea. "Was that Yvonne?"

"It's her. She asked us to head downstairs for dinner," Henry said.

"Let’s go then." The old man stood up, but he trembled.

Upon seeing this, Henry quickly reached out to hold the old man.

At the same time, he finally realized that the old man was old and his health was obviously worsening. Even his grey hair had completely turned white.

Based on this, the old man's days were numbered.

Thinking of this, Henry couldn't help but tighten his hands. He decided to speed up the progress of finding Hayden's whereabouts.

After dinner, the old man went back to the Lancaster family residence.

Henry also went to his study room and continued with work. Yvonne went to the bedroom alone and searched online for information on fashion design and schools.

She continued with her research until 11:30 in the evening. She yawned and felt a little sleepy. Then, she finally turned off the laptop and looked at the door.

Seeing that the door was still closed, she couldn't help but sigh.

Henry hadn't returned yet and she wasn't sure if he had finished his work.

But she wasn’t going to ask. Perhaps he was in a meeting and she would disturb him if she went. After all, he often had to hold video conferences with foreign branches. It happened to be daytime on the other side of the world.

While thinking, Yvonne rubbed her eyes and put her laptop aside. She switched off the light, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep. She left the small lamp beside the bed on, waiting for Henry to be back.

But the next day after she went downstairs, she learned from Sue that the light in Henry's study room was switched on all night.

In other words, he was in the study room the entire night. There was even a possibility that he didn't sleep at all. 1

"Madam, sir said that you should ask the driver to send you to the office today," Sue informed Yvonne about what Henry had instructed her before leaving.

Yvonne returned to reality and nodded. "Alright. But when did he leave?” holds this content.

"He left quite some time ago. Way earlier than usual and he even left in a hurry," Sue replied while she flashed back to think about how Henry looked when h e left the villa.

Yvonne bit her lip, "Then did he explain why he left in such a hurry? Did something happen?"

"No, he didn't. But madam, you may call sir to check with him." Sue reminded her.

Yvonne shook her head. "Nevermind. Since he left in such a hurry, there must be something important and urgent. I'd better not disturb him. Let’s eat."

She got up and went to the dining room.

After breakfast, Yvonne went out.

But it wasn't her lucky day. It was the first day since she moved back to the villa and there was heavy traffic on the road.

Yvonne grabbed the front seat and looked through the windscreen. The traffic in front was as long as a dragon with no end in sight.

If this continued, when would she ever get to the office?

Yvonne felt a headache coming on with just the thought of it.

At this moment, someone knocked on the car window.

Yvonne turned over to look and her eyes widened, "It's you?"