The butler's heart was pounding. He had come here to deliver the test samples. Old Master Carter had brought in the glasses that Young Master Jones, the two kids, and Miss Smith had used. He was waiting to extract it, and then test it to see what was going on.

However, the butler didn't expect to meet Heinz here. His face looked as dark as the bottom of a pot, reminiscent of a gloomy day.

The butler didn't know what had happened. What was that stack of papers the young master was holding?

Heinz put away the results quietly and looked at the butler, revealing nothing. His sharp eyes fell on the black color bag and then on the butler's face. He looked into the butler's eyes and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing here?"

"Oh, I'm here to get some medicine for Old Master Carter. I just happened to pass by you," the butler smiled faintly and looked calm.

Having mentally prepared himself for such a scenario, the butler already had a clear answer prepared.

"The medicine department is in another building. Why are you here?" Heinz said with a frown.

"I couldn't replace a parking spot there, so I parked here and was going to walk there."

Heinz looked at him again with a sharper gaze.

The butler was still smiling and there were no loopholes in his words. His eyes fell on the pile of paper and asked, "Young Master Jones, why are you here?"

"I was also passing by," Heinz said faintly. "Lester, let's go."

"Yes!"

Heinz turned around and left in the other direction with Lester following after him.

The butler also walked to the other side.

When they were outside, Heinz frowned. "Follow the butler and see what he is doing."

"Yes," Lester immediately understood and turned back in the direction they'd come from.

The butler was heading for the building on the other side.

There was a drug pharmacy in that building. It was a good thing that he'd brought the Old Master's medical card with him. He'd intended to pick up some insulin for him anyway, so he might as well do so while he was here.

He just got a prescription and went to fetch the medicine.

Lester had been following him the entire time. He only left after seeing the butler getting the medicine.

At the side of the car, he reported to Heinz, "President, the butler really was getting some medicine. The Old Master's medicine probably ran out."

"Okay." Heinz nodded and said, "That's fine. Let's go."

Lester had driven himself there, so he looked at Heinz seriously. "Do you want me to send you back?"

'There's no need," Heinz said. "Don't tell anyone about this."

"Understood!" Lester nodded.

Heinz drove away.

Along the way, he was deep in thought. If Ernest was his son, then who was the mother?

Why on earth was this happening?

Ernest had been brought to him by Jensen.

After he left the hospital, he arrived at the company. After closing the door, he made a call to Jensen.

At this time, Jensen and Alice were back at the Hart Villa District and had closed the curtains. They were watching TV in the dark room. When the phone rang, the male lead and the female lead in the movie were just getting started with certain activities.

When the phone rang, Alice and Jensen were startled and instantly felt guilty.

Alice whispered, "Your work is annoying you again. I just said I don't want to watch TV. Now we really can't continue."

"It's not my department!" Jensen looked at the phone and said in a low voice, "It's Heinz."

"Why is he looking for you?" Alice was very surprised.

"I haven't answered the phone. How should I know?" Jensen whispered in a hoarse voice, "Look, I'll be right back."

He took the phone and went out.

Alice looked at his back and lightly knocked herself on her head. She must have lost her mind in the film. Of course, Jensen wouldn't know what was going on if he didn't answer the phone. She patted her face, feeling that it was burning hot. She looked at the TV and felt disgusted.

She stepped forward and closed the video.

Watching such passionate videos wasn't going to help her.

She herself felt as if this wasn't the right course of action.

Outside, Jensen picked up the phone and said in a low voice, "Hey, what are you doing? Why are you calling me at this time?"

"What's wrong with this time?" Heinz looked at his phone and then at the sun outside, saying, "Why can't I call you on such a sunny day? Are you doing something with Alice?"

"Alright, alright, get straight to the point. What's the matter with you?" Jensen asked impatiently.

Hearing his tone, Heinz immediately said, "Were you really doing that with Alice?"

"It's none of your business. Do you know how awkward it was for the both of us, walking in on you and Grace this morning? Even if we were doing that kind of thing, we have the freedom to do so. Are you saying that only you can do it and we can't?" Jensen refuted.

Heinz chuckled before turning serious, "It's up to you. I'm here to talk to you about something important."

"Say it."

"Ernest." Heinz thought for a moment. "Think about it carefully. Where did you replace Ernest?"

"He was abducted," said Jensen.

"Details." Heinz urged, "I want you to recall the details. Do you still remember?"

Jensen thought for a moment, "It's been a long time. If you want to know more details, you'd better ask me whatever questions you have directly. I can't remember all those details so suddenly." "Think about it carefully and slowly," Heinz said.

"What's wrong with you?" Jensen felt a little weird, "Why are you suddenly asking me about this?"

Heinz pondered for a while, but he still didn't tell him about the situation. This kind of matter was too serious to be spoken off over the phone, and it would be hard to clarify, too.

"Let's talk when we meet up later," Heinz said. "I won't disturb you any further."

After hanging up the phone, Jensen felt that Heinz was acting strange.

He turned around and returned to his room. He saw that Alice was reading a book, and she had turned off the video.

He was startled and asked, "Why did you stop watching?"

Alice looked up and saw Jensen. He came over and hugged her from behind. He lowered his head to kiss her hair and said softly, "Are you angry?"

"No," Alice shook her head. "I just feel like that one was too direct, it's not romantic enough."

The man and the woman went straight to the point; it was too awkward to watch.

She was a person who paid attention to feelings. Men seemed to like getting straight into things, while women preferred emotional happenings.

If there were no feelings but only direct physical touches, she was afraid that it would not work.

"You don't like this type of scenario?"

Alice nodded.

"Well, what do you like?" asked Jensen.

Alice thought for a moment and shook her head. "It's just like reading novels. I like to read the foreshadowing in an orderly way, rather than the simple and blunt way."

Jensen considered for a few seconds, "Well, I'll look for another movie for you. It has a better plot than the previous one."

"I don't want to watch anymore." Alice thought that when the phone rang, all her enthusiasm disappeared. "Forget it."

"No, you have to try." Jensen went to locate the movie.

After a while, Jensen found one, turned it on, and played it.

He came back and held Alice in his arms, gently sniffing her hair. It was not the smell of perfume, but a slight fragrance of shampoo; it was fresh and natural.

He looked down at the delicate facial features of the woman in his arms. Her face was red, and her lips were also red. She was like a ripe honey peach, which was tempting to pick. "Don't hold me so tightly, I can't breathe."

Jensen slightly loosened his grip. "What about this?"

"Better," Alice found a comfortable position in his arms and suddenly remembered the phone call just now. "By the way, what did Heinz want with you?"

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