He Didn’t Kidnap Me. Not Exactly novel Chapter 249

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“Oh…” The guard was perplexed.

Why was this man chatting with him? Did intoxication make people more loquacious?

Indeed, Vance seemed unusually talkative at that moment. While waiting for the ride, he confided, Grandma made a lot of dishes just for me.”

“Oh, that’s wonderful,” the guard responded politely.

“Yes, she loves me the most. I have to get there. Can’t keep her waiting.”

“Absolutely. It’s important to spend time with the elderly.”

“When I have some free time, I’m going to take her on a trip–to see the ocean.”

“You’re very devoted, sir.”

“Devoted?” Tears shimmered in Vance’s eyes. “Not at all. I’m terrible.”

The guard was lost for words. Fortunately, the car arrived just then.

“Sir, your ride is here.” He hastened to assist Vance into the vehicle, breathing a sigh of relief.

“Goodbye, and thank you,” Vance said from inside the car.

“You’re welcome, sir.” The guard saluted.

The car departed toward Syliaview. As the night progressed, it eventually halted at Josette’s house. The gate was locked, and he knocked. “Grandma, it’s me, Vance! Please open the door. Are you home?” There was no response, and he pounded harder. “Grandma, it’s my birthday. Aren’t you preparing a meal for me? Grandma, where have you gone? Are you abandoning me, too?”