"This is between me and Connor. No one else needs to get involved."
Besides, this was an Everhart family matter. It shouldn''t be aired out for others to
see.
Liam was more than happy to back out. He knew what kind of man Hawthorne was -not someone to be trifled with. Hawthorne was directly rted to the Green family on his mother''s side; if anything happened, the Greens would have his back. Liam, on the other hand, had wed his way up on his own. One wrong move could send years of hard work down the drain. For a powerhouse like Hawthorne, all he could do was curry favor, not make enemies. He took the first chance he got to slip away.
Connor and Leonie left the hospital, leaving Liam behind to handle the cleanup- packing up Connor''s personal items. Anything that needed to be thrown out was disposed of carefully, to prevent anyone from picking it up and doing God knows what with it. As a famous race car driver with a solid fanbase in the country, Connor had seen his used items auctioned online for exorbitant prices. A scandal like that would surely damage his reputation.
Leonie hesitated before getting into Connor''s car. "Are you sure you''re okay to drive?"
He was, after all, a repeat offender when it came to idents involving Gwh. She was skeptical of his driving skills, even though he was internationally renowned and had hordes of adoring fans.
"Are you questioning my driving? Have you ever followed my career? Go look at my track record."
Leonie had no patience for his bragging right now. "Alright, alright, that''s enough. No matter how great you are, you still lost to my aunt."
She''d heard it from Connor''s own so-called buddies: his skills on the road were no match for Gwh''s.
The two were on the verge of arguing again as Connor, with practiced ease, drove the car to the front of Hawthorne''s vi. They found a concealed spot to park, hidden from any security cameras.
Leonie couldn''t help but let out a surprised "Huh?"
"How do you know my uncle lives here?"
He seemed to know the way by heart, as if it wasn''t his first time. Of course, Connor wasn''t about to admit he used toe here all the time looking for Gwh.
"Your uncle is a person, isn''t he? There''s no ce a person lives that I can''t find. Besides, your uncle is famous."
Connor forced out thepliment, feeling disgusted with himself afterward. Fortunately, Leonie seemed to ept his exnation.
Sitting in the car, Leonie nervously called Hawthorne. "Uncle, where are you right now?"
They had been lurking outside the vi for over half an hour, and Leonie felt this waiting game was getting them nowhere.
Hawthorne assumed she was looking for Gwh. "I''m out at a business dinner. You should call your aunt''s phone."
Leonie and Connor exchanged a
look. It was past nine P.M., and only a single light was on in the vi Which meant Gwh was likely home But Hawthorne was a married man. Was he really out for work thiste?
"But I tried calling Aunt Gwh and she didn''t pick up. Can you just tell me where you are?"
Hawthorne ignored her question, but his tone shifted with concern for Gwh. "Your aunt is probably at home. You should go check on her there."
He abruptly hung up without revealing his location. Moreover, there had been no sounds ofughter of clinking sses in the background. It was likely her uncle was lying.
Connor spoke up softly, "Doesn''t your uncle have another ce? If he''s got a
woman on the side, he''s probably hiding her in a love nest."
Leonie opened her mouth to curse him out, but then she remembered something. Back when her uncle
and Patti Yale were a hot gossip
item, att had gotten into some. trouble and had hidden out at his ce for a while. Her uncle had let her use his apartment. Could he and that woman be there now?
As Leonie was lost in thought, her phone suddenly rang, its shrill sound startling them both in the cramped car.
"Is that my aunt?" Leonie whispered, her heart sinking as she saw the caller ID.
"I saw Connor''s car. Are you guys downstairs?"