Chapter 1206

Mitchell stepped inside, his gaze sweeping over the Jefferson residence, taking in every detail. Behind him, Grace pushed the iron gates shut with a quiet click and then locked them. Sensing something amiss, Mitchell turned to her. "Mrs. Jefferson, what's going on?" Grace scoffed and replied, "Many troublemakers have been lurking around lately. My son and I always make sure to lock the doors for our safety." Mitchell perked up at the mention of her son. Heather had slipped away unnoticed after leading Mitchell in. The burly men scattered throughout the courtyard weren't ordinary staff. Grace remained by the gate, her expression sly. "I heard that you've been very interested in whether my son was kidnapped." Mitchell then sensed that something was strange. He turned, realizing that Heather was already gone. He frowned and wondered if this was a setup. "Mrs. Jefferson, I only heard some rumors. There's no real evidence." Grace didn't answer. Instead, she turned toward the house.