Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 385

"Alvin, are you sure that a few large trucks had left this place last night?" Hansen followed Alvin to a hidden path. He looked at the wheel marks on the ground and asked with a frown.

"Yes, I rushed over last night. It seemed that the trucks were military trucks. Although they were covered with black cloth, I can still tell, as I am someone who was born in a military family." Alvin answered with certainty, "Last night, using the lights from the street lamps, I saw that there are people who looked like they were from a terrorist organization in the truck. This is a very dangerous signal."

Alvin's furrowed his brows tightly. His face sank and he was very worried.

A terrorist organization. Could it be an international criminal gang? Did Yadriel have something to do with those people? Impossible. He was determined to win the position of the next president. If he had relations with those people, his political future would be completely ruined once it was discovered. Everyone knew that. People like him who were highly sensitive to politics would never commit a crime on purpose. They were not that stupid. Although they knew it was profitable, political titles were their highest pursuit. That glory could not be compared.

"According to your analysis, what would they ship out from here?" Hansen squatted down and felt the soil on the ground with his hand. It was new indeed, as though it had only been a few hours, which meant that they had in fact taken things from there. As for what it was, he was not sure. However, it was so late at night and they acted mysteriously. There was no doubt, something was not right.

"If I am not wrong, the factory might be producing illegal chemical materials or illicit weapons such as guns and ammunition. It is said that many of the sons in Capital City take advantage of their father's prestige to do some profiteering stuff secretly. It's just not on the surface, but many people know what they are doing." Alvin analyzed.

Hansen stood up. His eyes narrowed as he knitted his brows. His sharp gaze landed on the ground, studying it. He didn't speak for a long time.

If someone was really producing such things in that factory, then his investment couldn't go on, let alone his acquisition. Those people wouldn't let him succeed, as it would hinder their way to make money. Therefore, how could those people possibly let him have it his way?

Kyrie came to him just because he wanted some money to solve the financial difficulties of the workers in the factory. With the factory being stable, it was less likely for their secret to be exposed.

The factory had basically turned into their own manufacturing factory, a place where people could earn dirty money.

What should he do? To advance or to retreat?

If he was still a young man in his twenties, he might boldly invest in it, but things were no longer the same. He had Jenna and Jerry. He didn't want to get involved in such things anymore. After all, it was not an ordinary matter.

He didn't say anything and just continued walking forward silently.

A figure walked towards him in a hurry.

"Mr. Richards." The figure approached him and greeted him politely.

"Lomen." Hansen raised his head and exclaimed in shock.

Why would he be there in that small town? He was his father's confidant. Did something happen to his family? His heart skipped a beat when he thought about it. An inexplicable nervous look then appeared on his face.

"Hello, Mr. Richards. Mr. Trevor and Madam Marissa have arrived in Wullen Town." After greeting Hansen, he told him the purpose of his visit immediately.

"You mean my father and mother are both here?" Hansen exclaimed and asked incredulously, "What are they doing here?"

Lomen saw the surprise in Hansen's eyes. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Richards, don't worry. Mr. Trevor and Madam Marissa are here to look at their grandson. They've already settled down in Sheraton Hotel and are now at Sara's place. I think Mr. Richards will be able to bring Young Madam and Young Master home really soon."

Upon hearing that, Hansen heaved a sigh of relief.

"Lomen, is there anything happening on the market?" Hansen remembered that he had been in town for almost half a month. Except for occasionally dealing with some businesses in the mailbox, he had already put his work aside. Lomen was trained by his father and his sensitivity to matters was exceptionally high. So, he should be able to understand the situation.

"Don't worry. There were some affairs, but with Mr. Trevor present, everything was settled," Lomen replied, nodding his head.

"Then, let's go." Hansen led them home.

Jenna walked home with Jerry in her arms. She thought about what Mr. Koch had said and felt slightly heavy-hearted. The moment she arrived at the entrance of the courtyard, she heard laughter coming from the inside, and the voice was somewhat familiar to her.

What was the matter lately? It seemed that her house had become much livelier, and there would always be guests visiting. It all started when Hansen arrived.

As she thought, she entered the house with Jerry.

However, what was happening before her eyes stunned her.

Marissa held Sara's hand affectionately and laughed, while Trevor sat by the side, smiling and talking. The atmosphere was very harmonious and warm. Was it a dream?

She used to have such a dream. She was so eager to see that happening, especially after seeing how Marissa and Georgia chatted so happily. At that time, she felt so dejected because Marissa did not take her parents seriously. She was also looked down upon by Marissa. However, at the moment, things were really different.

Both Trevor and Marissa came.

Looking at the smile on her mother's face, they might have come as a gesture of goodwill.

"My grandson." Marissa noticed Jenna entering the house holding Jerry. Right away, she stood up in excitement. Ignoring Jenna's surprised look, she stepped forward and reached out to Jerry, wanting to carry him.