In her memory, he only drank alcohol when he attended social gatherings, or when he was upset about something.
So did his drinking now have anything to do with the clues about Hayden? Was there any problem?
As she was thinking about that, she coughed softly to indicate to the man at the balcony that she was home.
As expected, the man heard her voice. He turned around slowly. "You're home."
Yvonne replied softly that she was. "Why are you drinking alcohol again?"
"Is the smell too pungent for you?" Henry asked her.
Yvonne shook her head. "No. But... are you okay?" she asked him carefully.
Henry put down the wine glass in his hand. "What are you talking about?"
"I'm referring to your mood. Your mood doesn’t seem too good. Is there something wrong with the clues regarding your brother?" Yvonne made a bold guess.
Henry was filled with a tinge of surprise. But it disappeared as soon as it appeared. "Why do you know that I'm not happy because of that?" "You went out for that incident. Certainly it's easy to guess." Yvonne shrugged her shoulders.
Henry chuckled. "It seems like you've indeed improved. You're not as stupid as before."
"Why do you always say that I'm stupid?" Yvonne pouted her lips in dissatisfaction. 2
Henry gulped down that glass of alcohol. "Fine, I won’t talk about it anymore. But you made the correct guess. I'm indeed in a bad mood. Joe called me and told me that there are some clues about Hayden. When I rushed there, I realized that the clues were fake.
Someone released those clues intentionally.”
"Intentionally?" Yvonne was slightly surprised.
Henry nodded. His eyes seemed rather cold. "Yes, it was intentional, but I don't know why they did that."
"Maybe they want to make sure whether you and Grandpa are still looking for your brother," said Yvonne subconsciously.
What she said threw a new light on the whole incident. Henry narrowed his eyes and said with a deep voice, "Maybe what you said is right!"
Yvonne was stunned. "Is it? I'm just making a rough guess.”
"Most of the time, the key point in a mystery always lies in the casual guesses that one makes," said Henry.
Yvonne stuck out her tongue in embarrassment. "Can I treat it like you're praising me?"
"Of course." Henry nodded. "But I can give you that too if you want me to compliment you with an action."
"Then, tell me, what kind of action is that?" Yvonne asked him intentionally.
Henry stepped forward, pinched her chin, and kissed her. "Does this count?”
Yvonne widened her eyes. "You cheated!"
"Why is this cheating?” Henry looked at her.
Yvonne averted her gaze. "I thought that you were talking about other kinds of compliments. I never expected this."
"Is this better than the others?" Henry smiled faintly.
Yvonne pursed her lips and remained quiet.
Henry did not want to tease her until she ran away in embarrassment. So he used his thumb to wipe her lips and let go of her chin. He then retreated to the banister at the balcony and said with a complicated facial expression, "I think that what you said just now i s quite possible. The people who released those fake clues are trying to see whether we still care about Hayden."
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