Ranaway From Wedding, Fell into Tycoon's Love Trap-Chapter 885: Where Are You Messing Around at This Time of Night Instead of Going Home?
Following the WeChat ID provided by the guy with yellow hair, Easton Holmes tracked it down to a twenty-year-old college student. However, the student was completely unaware of the situation and said that his phone was lost a few days ago while using the internet in a cafe.
Pursuing this lead, Easton then rushed to the internet cafe mentioned by the student. With the assistance of his old war buddy, now a deputy director, he examined the surveillance footage of the place.
Under surveillance, the old buddy’s subordinates spotted a figure they recognized, a notorious thief known for making a living out of stealing in the area.
After tracking down the thief, Easton used his phone to show a picture of Grant Heath to the thief, only to be met with a shake of denial from him, leaving Easton somewhat surprised.
Just this morning, upon seeing the post, Easton’s first instinct was to suspect Grant Heath, who never gave up on Lily Turner, yet now the thief directly negated it.
Could it be Henry Thompson?
Easton took back his phone from the thief, preparing to find a picture of Henry Thompson online for identification when suddenly, the thief blurted out something that halted him in his tracks.
"That person looks somewhat like you."
The thief pointed at Easton and spoke seriously.
As soon as the thief finished speaking, a figure of Theodore Holmes suddenly sprang to Easton’s mind. He grabbed the thief by the collar and pulled him closer, asking in urgency, "Is that person in his early twenties?"
His eyes were already swirling with dark currents, while anger surged furiously in his heart.
"Yes, he looks quite young."
The thief cautiously watched Easton as he answered, careful in his approach.
At this point, Easton could be one hundred percent sure that the mastermind was indeed Theodore Holmes. After thanking the police who accompanied him, he took the initiative to leave and drove off.
Having pinned down the mastermind as his half-brother Theodore, Easton was engulfed by raging fury. Over the years, his encounters with Theodore were exceedingly limited, and he knew little about his brother.
Due to certain objective reasons, Easton also wished to avoid contact with his brother, not wanting to engage or understand him. The two had always maintained separate paths.
Upon discovering his brother’s involvement, Easton was left with nothing but anger and surprise. It was indeed unexpected; as far as he was concerned, there was no feud between them.
While Easton drove urgently towards his parents’ home, Callix Linton called him. He slowed the car down and answered the call.
"You little brat! It’s the dead of night, where are you off to?" As soon as the call connected, Callix Linton’s dissatisfied questioning rang out from the other end.
Hearing his grandfather’s complaints, Easton’s bold and heroic eyebrows furrowed sharply, "I’m out handling some matters, I’ll return once I’m done."
He glanced at the time on his phone; it was already past midnight, and he realized it was late but hadn’t expected it was this late.
In his single-minded pursuit to quickly find the mastermind, Easton had entirely lost track of time.
"What kind of matters are you handling outside? Aren’t you on a marriage leave?" Callix Linton was unaware of the online post incident. He had learned from Lily Turner that Easton was out dealing with some matters, expecting him back by dinner time at the latest, yet he waited until midnight and Easton still hadn’t returned.
