True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz) novel Chapter 892

The butler dragged Lawrence away.

Hearing Lawrence's words, he smiled coldly and reprimanded him, saying, "Even you can get deceived? You deceived your wife, how wretched! She left at such a young age, and now you've been deceived. You deserve it!"

Lawrence was pushed to the side, and he frowned. "Butler, I know now that I was wrong. I came to apologize. You can't do this to me."

"Hmph!" The butler sneered. "Do you think we have to forgive you just because you admitted to your mistakes? Who said that?"

Lawrence hesitated for a while. Now, this was a real question.

Hearing the butler's words, William was very satisfied and got into the car.

The butler huffed once and left.

Lawrence watched William's car leave in a daze, and then looked at the Jones Estate. His own son, Heinz, refused to see him, which sparked his intense annoyance.

However, there was nothing he could do at this time. He could only take out his phone to call Heinz, but the moment the phone rang, it was declined. Heinz did not pick up.

Lawrence bitterly returned to the car. He picked up the phone to call his people, and said, "Help me look into what Grace is doing."

The person on the other end of the line said, "Miss Smith hasn't left home, but today, Young Master Lowell and the two young masters of the Jones family have gone to school."

Lawrence was very surprised and asked, "You said Lowell has gone to school?"

"Yes, sir."

Lawrence stayed silent for a while before he said, "Tell me the address."

"Okay, I'll send it to your phone right away."

Lawrence hung up the phone, then rubbed the space between his eyebrows. He tried to call Heinz again, but no one answered.

There was no other way, so he started driving to look for Timothy.

Timothy's company was not far from the Jones Estate; it was a kilometer's distance away. He drove there and went straight to look for Timothy.

When the front desk called Timothy, he was in a meeting. When he heard about what was going on, he frowned and finished up the meeting as fast as he could before informing the front desk to let Lawrence upstairs.

Meanwhile, in Timothy's presidential office.

As soon as Lawrence entered, he saw that the whole office was full of luxury, which was incredibly stylish.

As a middle-aged man, he could tell at a glance that Timothy's office was made of only the best materials, yet it had a very low-key kind of style. In short, it had a homely kind of impression.

He frowned and looked at Timothy who was sitting behind the executive desk. He hadn't slept that night either. Lawrence was very embarrassed, but Timothy seemed to be in high spirits.

This made Lawrence a little annoyed. He walked straight over, pulled out the chair opposite Timothy, and sat down, saying, "I want to see Candace. I know she's not at your place."

Timothy raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Since you know that she isn't at my place, why are you looking for me?"

"Because you can speak for me," Lawrence said in a low voice. "I'll be frank now. I don't have any hope in anything other than the fact that you can help me see her."

"Why are you so sure that I'll help you?" Timothy chuckled. "I don't have any obligation to do so."

"We're both men," Lawrence said in a cold voice. "And we've both been with Candace before. I think you can understand this feeling."