My Marriage to a Mute Girl novel Chapter 46

The word 'Laoshan' echoed through the office.

Alan's face sank, and the ugly scar trembled viciously, as if it was a sinew extending down from the corner of his forehead, pressing against the surge of emotions.

"Laoshan?"

Jack returned to his senses and nodded his head, "Yes, Lexie was received into the Mitchell family with her grandma when she was eight years old."

"From Laoshan?"

"This is not clear," Jack looked at Alan apprehensively.

After all, twenty years had passed, the servants of the Mitchell family had changed several times, and it was not easy to find out that Lexie came with her grandma, and there was really no trace of where she came from.

Hearing this answer, Alan's expression however became complicated, suddenly snapped close the document in his hand, "Go check it out and have someone go to Laoshan."

Jack froze for a moment, "Mr. Alan, why do you suddenly want to check this?"

Alan said coldly, "Go find the people who survived that fire back then, find out everything about Lexie and her grandmother and the Mitchell family, as soon as possible."

Meeting Alan's stern gaze, Jack nodded, "I'll have someone check it out."

Alan nodded slightly.

"By the way, Mr. Alan, there is one more thing."

"What?"

"Miss Mitchell is renting a room, but the agent has been unable to contact Miss Mitchell, so he contracted Dr. Stewart and Dr. Stewart said he has rented the house."

"Where?"

Jack was apprehensive, "World Trade New Town."

Alan's brows knitted.

At night, the sound of an engine came from the courtyard of the Howard’s villa, extraordinarily clear in the night.

Lexie had already washed up and was leaning against the bed reading a book, and the moment she heard the engine, she immediately closed the book and put it aside, got out of bed and put on her slippers.

She had been waiting for Alan to return.

In the living room, when Lexie came downstairs, Alan had just taken off his jacket and handed it to the maid, the moment he saw Lexie, he said, "You're still awake?"

Lexie shook her head and pointed to the kitchen, [I'll go make you some tea]

When she made the tea and sent it to the study, Alan wasn't there, and the door to the master bedroom was left open, and there was the sound of running water.

Lexie waited for him in the study, and a newspaper with frayed edges on the top of the table caught her eye.

The paper was yellowed, but the words 'J City Times' on the masthead were still clear, and the front page headline below was striking – Alan Howard, the eldest grandson of the Howard Group was successfully rescued, and the Laoshan human trafficking nest was burnt by a mountain fire.

A newspaper from 20 years ago?

Lexie was stunned.

Alan had been abducted and sold in his early years, and it wasn't hard to know about it, but why did he still keep the newspaper from back then until now?

"What are you doing?"

A gloomy voice suddenly sounded behind her, Lexie was startled, and with a 'snap', the newspaper cover fell on the carpet at once.

[Sorry]

She scrambled to lean down and pick it up.

Alan, however, was one step ahead of her, and before her hand touched the newspaper, a large hand had already picked it up from the ground.

Alan's tone carried a distinct displeasure, "Who gave you permission to just touch my stuff?"

Lexie's heart tightened and she showed an apologetic look, [I'm sorry.].

Alan swept her impatiently and put that newspaper in the desk drawer.