Daddy, Mommy had been in Prison novel Chapter 452

After they got in the car, they drove off for a while.

Georgia turned to Robert and asked about Alfred.

“Back then at home, I was in a video call with Vanessa and we talked for a while. She told me that Alfred’s been busy lately, and she feels like something’s off with him. Alfred, though, isn’t willing to say what happened to him, and he’s not willing to say what happened with the Chow family either. Vanessa doesn’t have any news sources and she’s a bit worried.

“Can you put people on it? See if the Chows of G City are going through something?”

As Georgia said that, Robert agreed straight away.

“I’ll send people to G City to investigate. Don’t fret. If nothing big’s happened, it means that it’s still in a range we can control. But I heard a rumor. Isn’t the heir to the Chow family Alfred? But I heard that his position as heir is a little unstable. I didn’t take those rumors seriously then, but looking at it now, the Chow family could be going through something all right.”

Georgia and Robert didn’t speak and stayed silent in the car.

After a few minutes, Georgia let out an exclamation, and Robert grew concerned.

“Why’s your expression so heavy all of a sudden? Did you think of something?”

Georgia reached out and grabbed Robert’s hand.

“It’s very important. I’m worried that what’s happened now has to do with this. Alfred’s not the birth son of the Chows. If their family is going through something right now, I’m worried word’s gotten out.”

“How do you know about that?”

Robert asked curiously.

That was a long story. Georgia explained what happened last year in brief.

“Back then, I heard Rachel Scott talk about it. Logically speaking, Anaya was there too, and she should have known about it, but nothing big happened in this year with the Chow family, and I don’t know how Anaya dealt with it. Rachel’s disappeared, though. And Alfred didn’t tell me how he’d dealt with Rachel. He’d given Anaya a warning, so it hadn’t leaked last year.”

This year, with Robert’s disappearance and Maisie’s incoherent state, even if Anaya had relations with the Simpsons, the Simpsons couldn’t have helped, and Alfred probably really had found a way to threaten Anaya not to speak the truth.

Still, Georgia wasn’t too concerned about that. Alfred’s identity would have been leaked one day. She just didn’t want Vanessa to become collateral damage in the storm.

After all, when it came to conflicts of wealth, who knew if somebody was going to start targeting those around them when things got intense.

Considering that, Georgia could help but speak to Robert again.

“Should we give Alfred a call? Ask him straight up what’s going on? If he can’t protect Vanessa properly, I can at least take her to me.”

“Let’s wait and deal with Eliana today. We’ll discuss Alfred back home. If I receive some concrete information, we’ll give Alfred a call. He’s not going to deny it directly, and it might be best to clear up the truth that way.”

“We’ll do that for now, then.”

Georgia could only keep it on the back burner for now.

The car drove on for about an hour and they finally stopped before the gates of the Warner family.

The gate guards saw the car stop, and one of them hurried before the door.

Seeing Robert and Georgia get out, security was somewhat shocked.

After all, there hadn’t been any big events at the Warner family recently, and Robert and Georgia hadn’t been invited. They weren’t guests, nor friends who came around often. The guard spoke carefully.

“Mr. Simpson. Mrs. Simpson.”

“Tell old man Warner that I brought my wife over and we want to see him.”

The guard spoke into the intercom about it, and after a while, the gates opened. Robert took Georgia’s hand and walked to the Warner household.

There was a spacious garden outside, and Robert didn’t let his driver drive it in.

Georgia and Robert walked on foot for five to six minutes before they reached the ancestral yard of the Warner family.

After going into the living room, old Mr. Warner was sitting on the sofa. He looked sprightly for his age, but his face was stiff and stern.

Georgia had seen him in a banquet once, but she hadn’t known that this was Eliana’s father back then.

“Hello, Mr. Warner, this is my wife, Georgia Lane.”

Robert came in and greeted old Mr. Milton Warner politely.

Georgia also stooped herself and greeted him with the same politeness.