Chapter 517

Chapter 517:

He sat up straight, knowing better than to counter Eric.

Typically, the police would dismiss such a case. However, Eric seemed prepared to leverage his influence to force their hands. But was his concern excessive?

Think about Hadley—independent and strong-willed, she had chosen to leave on her own. Besides, it had been less than twelve hours since they last heard from her.

Despite his reservations, Phillips dialed the number.

After ending the call, his eyes met Eric’s in the reflection of the rearview mirror.

“Mr. Flynn.”

“What is it this time?”

Feeling the weight of the moment, Phillips gestured to the back. “It appears Mr. Moran is tailing us.”

A quick glance in the mirror confirmed Eric’s suspicions: Denver’s high-end silver-gray car maintained a close distance behind them!

News of Eric’s search for Hadley also reached the Flynn family. When he arrived, Linda was scrutinizing the financials for the month, a role she had fulfilled for years within the Flynn family. After approving the documents, she passed them to Kira.

“Please proceed with these transactions.”

“Understood, Miss Harris.”

The mood in the living room was tense.

“Oh dear.” Nyla, troubled, addressed Eric while massaging her temples. “This is disheartening. Just when things were looking up. If anything happens to Hadley, you won’t be forgiven.”

Eric opted not to justify his actions, instead turning to Ernest. “Ernest, I need to speak with Quentin.”

Ernest looked equally serious, giving a slow nod. “Very well.” Although Ernest had spent years in a coma, Quentin had remained active. Quentin was not just an employee; he was someone Ernest had once rescued. He was clinging to life when they discovered him.

In the criminal underworld, Quentin’s expertise was unrivaled.

“Thank you, Ernest.”

Eric got to his feet, preparing to leave.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Nyla grabbed him. “Preparations are in place. There’s no need to rush around!”

“I can’t just sit here, Grandma.”

“Sit down!”

It was Ernest who commanded.

A hush fell over everyone; they turned to face him. Ernest’s expression was grave, his frustration barely contained. “Only now you feel the urgency?”

“Ernest…” Eric trailed off, his head dropping.

“Humph,” Ernest scoffed, disdain in his tone. “Did I teach you to behave like this?” He paused momentarily. “What a complete mess!”

At that, Eric found himself at a loss for words. He realized he had indeed turned everything into a complete mess! Nyla and Linda shared a look, choosing to remain silent.

Linda’s gaze lingered on Ernest, her heart heavy.

It was the first outburst since his recovery. And it was directed at his most beloved brother!

Surely, it had everything to do with Hadley.

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