Wed to the Billionaire Brother of My Spouse by Doris

Chapter 58 Boston

On the way back, Jasmine fell asleep against the window.

Henry motioned for his assistant to turn up the heat and switch off the music, driving smoothly and quietly.

"Mr. Patrick, I've found out... Miss Wilson escaped to Boston on her own. The Wilson and Douglas families don't seem ready to let her off the hook. I heard Daniel is coercing her into marrying the son of the Douglas family's butler, who's mentally ill. She called the police and fled."

Ben's voice was hoarse.

He couldn't fathom why all the cruelties of the world seemed to target this kind- hearted woman.

Henry's expression darkened, his gaze growing heavy as he looked out the car window. "That Miss Wilson could have ever liked someone like Daniel, she must have been blind... Bad luck in meeting the wrong person," Ben remarked wistfully.

Six years ago, he'd felt Daniel wasn't worthy of Jasmine.

But back then, Jasmine only had eyes for Daniel.

"It was an accident Miss Wilson showed up at the club. One of the managers there, Emily, was her cellmate in prison. They needed extra help for a business gala, and Emily asked Miss Wilson to step in, initially as a hostess. Seems like Miss Wilson doesn't drink much, and Emily, being somewhat decent, put her on reception duty instead."

Henry furrowed his brow and glanced at Jasmine, realizing that if he hadn't recognized her at the club, she may have faced harsher circumstances.

"Miss Wilson is now living in an apartment provided by the club with Emily. It's not the best place," Ben said softly.

"Let's go home," Henry said, resolute in his decision not to let Jasmine continue cramming into a rental with strangers.

"To Mansion No. 9, or..." Ben hesitated, unsure.

Over the years, Henry had many women, most of whom visited the mansion, including

Melissa, who had been with Henry the longest and always met him there.

Not once had Henry ever brought any woman back to his own place. "We're going to Serene Haven."

Ben looked back at Henry in surprise, as if seeking confirmation.

Without another word from Henry, Ben headed straight there.

It was Henry's own home, a place no woman had ever entered.

Henry rubbed his temples as he watched Jasmine sleep. This time, he truly wasn't going to let her go easily.

...

San Francisco.

Richard's auto repair shop.

Justin sat in the courtyard, deftly solving a Rubik's cube. At only five years old, he was exceptionally fast at it.

a man from behind the

at work, no car repairs

one day on, one day off.

guy, I've got some candy. Open the gate for

from strangers, and I'm not going out

was taken aback by the little troublemaker. "Hey, who taught you that? Uncle's just trying to be nice by offering

are not my uncle, and I've already got candy here too.

really not a bad guy.

and got back in his van,

had paid him to bring the child in,

as he was about to drive into the gate,

person made the man in the van

of the car,

holding snacks,

Liam, Justin ran

Douglas sent me with

his lip, asking

gap in the door. "I've taken care of your school enrollment, and Richard will take you to school tomorrow. Pay attention in class, and don't open the door for strangers,

into the house, coming back with a carefully folded piece of paper. "This is a gift

genuinely trying to win Ethan's affection; he truly wanted Ethan to

Douglas and I have to go on

with you,

Jasmine was most likely in Boston, and suspecting Ethan's trip was for the

and Evan had been desperately searching for Jasmine, and Ethan

modus operandi, they might

your promise,"

you think of any friends your

she got out before Mom and came to see me. I

had a remarkable memory,

intelligence, Liam asked him to write down

the snacks, Liam got into the car and glanced at the drawing Justin had

drawn two adults holding a

dad, was holding an umbrella, shielding him and his mom from

longing for a complete family

...

Boston, the airport.

Boston earlier than

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the address?" Ethan asked, his voice

dormitory of The Club, on

cab and headed straight to