Chapter 504
Unexpectedly, the person who couldn’t possibly show up at the Langston Residence right at this
moment showed up in front of Heather, and she looked at the person with a half-smile. “Heather.” This
was probably the last voice she liked to hear. Few people would call her so affectionately, but she felt
disgusted whenever this particular person called her name in such a manner.
“What brings you here, Blake?” she asked in surprise. It wasn’t time to clock off yet, so why would
Blake come home ahead of time? He even went to the study right away to meet her.
“It’ll be Thanksgiving day tomorrow, so the company closed early,” Blake replied naturally.
Heather almost forgot that the next day would be Thanksgiving Day, the day when one was supposed
to have a Thanksgiving meal with their family. She felt somewhat lonely all of a sudden, for she recalled
her parents—they had basically been treating her with indifference ever since she came back to the
Langston Residence. Naturally, she would be lying if she said that she had no feelings about this. The
next day would be Thanksgiving Day, but her parents weren’t at the Langston Residence at all. When
rumors about Heather and Matthias spread last time, Stephen was so angered that he took Camille
overseas right away with the excuse of keeping their minds off things, but he actually did so to get
Heather out of his mind. Heather had sometimes considered changing such circumstances, for
Stephen hated his child so much as a parent. Heather couldn’t understand why he hated her so much
as if he had never treated her as his daughter.
When he looked at Heather’s ‘masterpiece’ on the table, Blake asked hesitantly, “Are you painting?”
Since she feared that Blake would see her painting, Heather immediately crumpled up the painting that
had taken her a long time to draw into a ball and tossed it nonchalantly into the trash can. Then, she
replied without a change in her countenance, “I was just killing time.”
Blake gave a knowing look before he smiled. “Did you see Grandpa?” As it turned out, he was here to
find Robert.
“Grandpa is away for something.” Heather wasn’t clear about the specific reason Robert left home.
Seeing how impatient Blake looked, she wondered why Blake had come to find Robert. In fact, it
seemed like he had something serious to discuss with Robert.
“Did he mention when he’ll be back?” There was a trace of anxiety in Blake’s voice.
Deep down inside, Heather grew even more puzzled. “I’m not clear about that; he should be back
before dinner.” She wasn’t clear about this since Robert had left without saying anything.
“I can’t get through to Grandpa’s cell phone number, so I’m worried.” Blake took out his cell phone, and
its screen showed that he had called Robert a dozen times.
This time, even Heather became nervous as well. “What happened?” she asked in disbelief while
taking the cell phone from him. Robert would typically phone Blake back, so this gave her a bad
feeling.
“I’m not sure. I don’t know where Grandpa is at all right now,” Blake replied worriedly. Deep down
inside, he still cared about Robert, though he often thought that the latter was biased.
“Let’s go out and look for him.” Heather began to turn things over in her mind. There weren’t many
places that Robert could go to, so they would definitely find him if they searched these places one by
one.
“Perhaps he’ll be back after a while.” Robert took back his cell phone with a deep frown. Unpleasant
scenes flashed across his mind since such a thing had never happened to Robert before.
“No matter what, let’s go out and look for him. We can ask the butler to inform us if Grandpa comes
back,” said Heather while leaving the study. Then, her voice was heard outside the door. “Butler!
Butler!”
As he looked at Heather from behind, Blake thought for a moment before going after her. He didn’t
want something bad to happen to Robert; even though it occurred to him that he would be calling the
shots in the Langston Family if Robert passed away one day, he mustn’t let anything happen to Robert
before he could prove himself. He had to make Robert recognize his capabilities, or he would live in
Heather’s shadow all his life.
The two of them quickly reached the garage and moved separately with each person driving a car. At
this moment, Blake was unusually reliable; he wasn’t totally worthless, for he looked quite like a brother
right now.
Heather’s car was still under repair, so there was no way she could take it back that day. Out of the
vast collection of cars in the garage, she chose the smallest one. She used to like driving this car in the
past, but after she began working at the Langston Group, she drove a bigger car to make herself
appear lofty and impressive while meeting clients.
Since she knew that Robert’s favorite go-to place was a clubhouse specialized in serving the elderly,
she decided to go there to take a look, thinking that Robert was probably playing cards and gathering
with several old buddies. On the other hand, Blake intended to go to the most luxurious golf course in
Bradfort City—it was Robert’s favorite place for holding talks with people. Heather also thought that
Robert was more likely to be there, but she didn’t want to go to the golf course. After all, the golf
course’s owner was a man whom she hated quite a lot. Coincidentally, the man was on friendly terms
with Blake, which was why Blake chose to visit the golf course instead.
Heather sped up her car while praying inwardly that nothing would happen to Robert. She sent him
several text messages in a row, asking him to reply to her as soon as he saw her messages. However,
there was no reply after she sent those texts; they weren’t even read. It seemed like Robert didn’t have
his cell phone with him, and this wasn’t good news. Robert had never made his family so worried
before; even if his cell phone was with someone else, the person would have to report to him whenever
his cell phone registered any calls or messages. It didn’t make sense for Robert not to reply to their