My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 1244

Had I just been given a backhanded compliment? I pursed my lips as I waited for his reply.

He paused for a moment, before looking at me and said, "If I continue to keep my mouth shut, will I not only offend the Roberts and the Moore Family, but also the Reid family?"

I raised my eyebrows and said, "Your words, not mine!"

He tsked, "This is really a headache!" After some thinking, he said, "Why are you so sure that the body discovered by the police is not Hendrix?"

It took me a brief moment to answer. "Although that man's built bore some resemblance to Hendrix, he did not give me the sense of warmth and ease that Hendrix gives me."

He facepalmed. "So you can only tell your husband is alive based on your memory and gut feeling, and can't be sure of anything else?"

I thought for a moment and nodded. "Hendrix is my husband. There's no way I would mistake someone else for him. That body is not him. I'm sure of it!" I said sternly.

He rolled his eyes at me. Obviously, he was not satisfied with what I said. After a pause, he said, "Okay. Anyway, there is nothing much we can do. Didn't your father assign many people for you? Get them to investigate the whereabouts of Kaleb during his time in Oakland, and then send some people to follow the trail. If you discover any heavily guarded area, there's a slim chance Hendrix might be held there. However, according to my current understanding of Kaleb, he has been on the run since Myanway. He is now like a stray dog. It's almost impossible for him to kidnap your husband."

As he spoke, he looked at me leisurely and said, "I'm thinking, maybe the mastermind behind all this is not Kaleb. Just think about it. Did you notice anything odd recently, or was there anything different about Hendrix before the accident happened?"

I pursed my lips and thought for a moment. Then, I looked at him and said, "Before the accident happened..." Before the accident, Naomi sent me messages, saying that Sebastian had come to Oakland. She asked me to keep an eye on Sebastian and make sure he's a good boy.

Thinking of Sebastian, I looked at Tobias, feeling a little more hopeful. "We can ask for help from one more person. The Young Master of the Milton family, Sebastian, is here in Oakland. Perhaps we can look for him far assistance?"

Tobias was silent for a moment. He seemed to be thinking. When he saw me calling Sebastian, he suddenly snatched the phone away. He looked at me like I was an idiot. "Is there nothing but sh*t in your head?" he said.

His scolding confused me. I looked at him with a frown. "Why are you like this?"

He said grumpily, "We haven't even figured out whether he is a friend or a foe, and you're already calling him. What was Hendrix thinking, is he nuts? Falling for a stupid woman like you is really dumb of him."

He was very sharp-tongued and had no bottom line at all.

I glared at him and said, "Can't you speak nicely? Why can't we ask Sebastian for help?"

He looked at me in disdain, "The Milton family and Kaleb are both eyeing the import-export trade in Oakland. Like your husband, they are eyeing a billion- dollar project. The wages of avarice is death. Why do you think Sebastian is here in Oakland? To travel and enjoy the scenery?"