CHAPTER 430 MENTAL TORMENT
But he didn’t overthink, at least not to Yvonne.
"May I know how Mr. Smith found out about the accident that occurred during the day?” Henry held the phone tighter.
Of course, Sam could tell that he was being skeptical. He smiled without bothering much. Then, he repeated the things that he told Shane and Yvonne.
It sounded sensible and reasonable. Henry was unable to point out the problem, so he stopped holding on.
Not sure what Sam was thinking, he suddenly said, “M r. Lancaster, I'm so sorry about Miss Frey. My deepest condolences."
Henry's eyes became cold and he uttered in a gloomy voice, "She's not dead!”
Sam raised his eyebrows, pretending to be shocked." She’s not dead? But I heard Miss Frey was caught in the fire...”
"She just went missing!” Henry shouted and interrupted him, "I’ll find her!"
Sam was slightly moved by how certain and determined Henry was. As such, he almost blurted out that he had her with him.
Luckily, he came to his senses and managed to hold himself back. He swallowed the words he was about t o say and changed them. "In this case, I wish Mr. Lancaster will be able to find Miss Frey soon."
Henry's cold expressions softened a little because of Sam’s words.
But he didn't reply and directly hung up.
"What did you want to report earlier? Let's hear it." Henry threw his phone on the bed. Then he looked at Joe who he always thought was invisible.
Joe was a little excited. All this time whenever he had something to report, Mr. Lancaster would hold his tongue as soon as he spoke.
Now that Mr. Lancaster had finally figured it out, he was willing to listen to his reporting.
Joe was deeply moved, but he was still reporting in a serious manner and said, "Mr. Lancaster, the fireman called earlier and said that they found a corpse at the scene."
"A corpse?" Henry's face changed instantly and his breathing became abnormal.
Was it Yvonne?
He could tell what Henry was thinking, Joe shook his head and said, "Mr. Lancaster, the corpse isn’t madam but a man."
"A man?" As soon as Henry heard that it was not Yvonne, he became a little calm but his face was still tense.
"Where's the man from?" he frowned and asked.
Joe titled his glasses. "Mr. Lancaster, have you forgotten about Jason Frey?”
"You mean that corpse is Jason?" Henry’s eyes flashed with surprise.
Joe nodded. "Yes. When the fireman told me that it was a man, I suspected that it was him. I remember before the explosion that madam said that Jason might still be there. So, I especially
sent someone to get his toothbrush from the Frey family. After comparing the DNA of the corpse and his toothbrush, the result matches. He was tied up and burned alive."
"Well." Henry didn’t react much after knowing the tragic death, although there was a moment of surprise when he first learned that Jason was dead.
For him, a person like Jason’s death was not worth the pity.
"Notify the Frey family and let them go to the police station to collect the corpse!" Henry pressed his eyebrows and ordered.
Joe immediately replied, "I've already notified them."
"That’s good." Henry put down his hand and his eyes flickered then asked, "There's only one corpse?"
Joe was taken aback for a moment then reacted quickly and replied, "Yes, they've searched the entire ruins thoroughly and only found Jason, not madam. That is to say, madam may still be alive."
He knew very well that Mr. Lancaster would never believe that madam would be burned to death. He could see this from the phone call earlier. So he went along with Mr. Lancaster's thoughts. holds this content.
And now he began to believe that madam was still alive. If madam was also caught in the fire, her corpse would be left there with Jason's.
Therefore, he thought that either madam left the industrial area before the fire or was rescued by someone. Obviously, the first scenario was unlikely to happen as she was weak and unable to run faster than the fire spread.
But who was so capable enough to save madam in that situation?
Before Joe could figure it out, Henry instructed him again, "I want you to send two teams to the industrial area to continue the search. You must find her for me."
Joe didn’t agree immediately. Instead, he asked, "Mr. Lancaster, what if madam is not in the area?"
Henry pursed his thin lips, "Then check the surveillance video of each section of the area to see if there's any footage of her leaving."
"Alright!" Joe didn't have any objections this time and obeyed the order.
"By the way, what about Jacqueline and the driver? What did they say?" Henry had a headache and sat down by the bed.
Joe lowered his head ashamedly. "Mr. Lancaster, they said the same thing-madam got off the car by herself to look for Jason."
"You didn't torture them?" Henry's voice was indifferent but if one listened carefully, they could hear the cruel meaning in it.
Joe scratched his hair. "I did, but only to the driver, not Jacqueline."
Upon hearing this, Henry squinted his eyes, showing his dissatisfaction. "Give me a convincing reason."
"She's pregnant." Joe quickly glanced at him.
Henry was shocked. "Pregnant?”
"Yes, it's been almost three months. Liam happened to be in town three months ago," Joe said in detail.
So it was self-evident as to who the child in Jacqueline's stomach belonged to.
Henry sneered, "She got pregnant just in time. In this case, let her go for the time being. As for the driver, break one of his legs. He got paid and yet did nothing. He didn't stop madam when she left the car. What’s the point of keeping him?"
"Okay!" Joe nodded.
He didn't feel the slightest surprise for Henry's order, nor did he feel that it was inappropriate. He even felt this punishment was too light, because the driver's behavior was tantamount to letting the wife die.
"Then I'll do it now." Upon thinking of this, Joe was about to leave.
Henry stopped him. "Wait a minute."
"Do you have anything else to say, Mr. Lancaster?" Joe stopped.
Henry clenched his fists. "Bring the driver to Jacqueline and beat him in front of her. Since she's pregnant and we can’t torture her physically, then torture her mentally."
Upon hearing this, Joe sympathized with Jacqueline a little. He worried that she would be frightened and had a miscarriage.
Click.
The door was closed again.
Henry was left alone in the huge room. He sat on the edge of the bed with his wide back slightly bent, crossed his hands, and kept his head down. With his hair falling, forming a shadow, and covering his fierce-looking face, his eyes and expression couldn't be seen clearly.
But the air surrounding him was cold and depressed. He was like a wounded lone wolf, making people afraid of approaching him.
He would never believe the nonsense from Jacqueline and the driver.
Yvonne would never get out of the car for Jason. Deep down inside her heart, she might have a little affection for Jason, but that little would not make her put herself at risk in such a situation.
Furthermore, she was pregnant. He knew better than anyone how much she cared for the child in her stomach. For the sake of the child, she would never get out of the car. So something had to be up between Jacqueline and the driver.