Chapter 113. The Man She Loves

Melvin slipped the phone into his pocket. Yes, the call was going through but his fiancée was not picking his calls. What if she had decided to skip dinner? Or what if something had actually happened to her? What if that evil kidnapper had got his hands on her again?

Melvin took a deep breath. He was overthinking it. He just needed to get the bodyguard’s number from Andrew. He turned to return towards the dining room, only to find Andrew walking out of it with a frown on his face.

“What’s your problem? Can’t wait a bit longer?” Melvin asked.

Andrew looked behind him, at the dining room, before grabbing Melvin’s hand and pulling him away from the room, towards the staircase at the front part of the house.

“Andrew, the dining table is in the opposite direction.”

Andrew didn’t stop until he got to the front of their grandfather’s trophy room. When they got there, Andrew looked him squarely in the eyes, asking. “Please tell me you did it.”

“Did what?”