Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress

Chapter 1840: Welcome home, darling.

Two days later...

Grace rubbed her temple, then pinched the bridge of her nose, pushing her eyeglasses up. She had been checking the internet for the past two days, but aside from the major incident on the night of Penny’s abduction, there was nothing new.

According to the reports, the suspects in the vehicle had already been apprehended. The story claimed it was a chase involving a stolen car with a child onboard. But the way the media suddenly stopped covering it and swept everything under the rug told her it wasn’t the whole truth.

She knew it was just a cover story.

"Gosh..." she whispered, peeking with one eye as she reached into her desk drawer. She checked her private phone, but still no word from Haines.

Another deep sigh escaped her as she leaned back in her office swivel chair. It was already late, but ever since Haines left that night, she’d been drowning herself in work. It was the only way to keep her mind from spiraling.

Still, she was only buying herself time.

Her heart was already filled with worry, and just the thought of him being hurt was enough to bring tears to her eyes... like now.

"No," Grace whispered, eyes shut as she shook her head. "No, Grace, that’s not... that’s not what’s going to happen."

"There’s no way he got hurt," she told herself. "Penny’s with him. Everyone’s with him."

She nodded to herself. "That’s right. There’s no need to overthink it. It’s only been two days. Treat it like a business trip."

And usually, business trips lasted at least three days.

With that, Grace packed up her things and shut her computer before leaving the office. The longer she stayed, the more she’d be tempted to keep checking the internet. Though honestly, there wasn’t much difference when she was at home.

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DING!

Her lashes fluttered open as the elevator doors slid apart. Her brows rose as her heart stilled, only to drop when she saw who was waiting.

Mylo.

hopeful smile she’d almost worn instantly vanished, replaced by

she muttered, stepping out of the lift and brushing past

then silently followed. He didn’t jog ahead to open the car door for her—just let her climb in on

Grace leaned her

word from them?" she asked

him to test her patience. She had told Penny she wanted a bodyguard who

he should also be this

glancing

"If you hear anything—anything at all—just tell me. Even if it’s just a dot in a message. I just need to know that they’re

said nothing. But she knew he heard her. And she also knew—if Haines were dead, Mylo

days, they reached her place in silence. She didn’t even

brows lifted as she glanced at the familiar drop-off

the car. Mylo remained in the driver’s seat, watching

her worry. He, too, was concerned about Penny and the others. After all, how was he supposed to get paid if she was dead? Mylo

he was about to drive to the parking

or family—so whoever it was must’ve

[From: Captain Angel

Penny here. What’s

at the message from the boss in complete silence.

brief second... a look of relief flickered

***

swinging her handbag. At the door, she

chime sounded, which she

entryway. All

bag and blazer onto the couch, Grace was about to head straight to her

furrowed. She looked around the living

"Huh?"

messy living area—messy like her current mental state—had been tidied up. Most of the mess had just been papers

she called, stepping