The Royal Contract-Chapter 1205 Who sent them?

After his unscheduled meeting with his biological father, he could not wait to see his friend. When he did, he could not believe what he had revealed to him.

"I meant to tell you, Marcus, but with Jacky's pregnancy and the stress in the office, I thought it would be better if I looked for a good timing," Alex informed him, looking quite concerned with his situation.

He could not blame his friend for thinking in that way. Maybe if they exchanged positions, he would probably do the same. He would think of what would be best for the circumstances.

However, now that he knew the truth, he wondered what he would do now. Should he be more concerned about Haley's condition now that he knew Gerald was alive?

Then again, why would Haley run away? Did his father have anything to do with it as he initially thought, or was it because of Gerald? Although Gerald did not say he was keeping his sister, Alex suspected the man they thought was dead knew where she was.

"Where do you think Gerald is keeping her?" He had asked his friend, but as he had said, his guess was as good as theirs.

As much as he would like to question Gerald, nobody knew where he was hiding. Of course, the man had been presumed dead by everyone. Then, it would be hard to trace his whereabouts.

However, he could probably locate his hiding place if he could find a connection. So far, he could only think of one person who could lead them to the man he sought.

"What about Mike?" Marcus asked, suspecting that he could have some involvement in this.

But his friend could only shrug his shoulder, unable to confirm or deny his suspicion. However, Alex warned him from pursuing this case. At least, he reminded him to take all precautions.

"It would seem that Gerald was still active in his shady deals. I don't want you, Jacky, with your unborn child to get involved in this fiasco." Alex said to him.

He understood his concern, knowing Gerald had been running the underworld business. He had suspected it might be the reason someone shot him in the first place. Now, her sister might be in trouble too.

Nonetheless, it was also why he did not want Gerald for his sister. She did not deserve a man like him. But that was the least of his concern now. What mattered to him was finding his sister and reassuring himself that she was safe.

"But can you help me find him or my sister?" He asked his friend, concluding that her sister might need some rescuing. Suddenly, the thought that Gerald was keeping Haley out of her volition had only worsened his fear.

He had to find her soon.

"I can contact some people," His friend suggested, which was more than he could ask from his friend. Still, he appreciated all the help he could get, even if it offered no guarantees.

Now, he sat in his car, debating whether to go home or seek out his missing sister. However, he had no idea where to look for her. He tried her phone several times, but he could not contact her. She had her line disconnected.

Still, he could not shake off the feeling that his father might also have to do with Haley's disappearance. But he was not sure how. Or what? Or why?

As far as he had known, Haley loved their father and worshipped the floor he walked on. Therefore, why would she run away from him? It did not make sense.

"Which way?" He asked himself as he pulled out of the parking lot, knowing his wife was waiting for her, but his sister might also need his help. But if he chose the latter, where would he start?

Should he go with his gut and question Mike regarding his involvement with Gerald and extract the location of his hideout? Or should he demand some answers from his father? 𝑓𝚛𝚎𝗲𝙬ℯ𝘣𝚗𝘰ν𝐞l. co𝗺

Frankly, he had never believed his father's innocent act. He had always he also had some shady secrets. However, he never had reason to dig into his life and affairs. But now, he was starting to reconsider.

"I am sorry, Jacky, but I might be late." He quickly mumbled as he texted his wife. He knew he had to try to find Haley. He just hoped that he was not yet too late.

He turned to his left, following his first lead, letting his instinct take over his reasoning. He moved toward the last known address that he found in his file. He knew it might not give him anything, but he had to try.

He parked his car in the posh and expensive building where Gerald used to live, hoping he would find some clues. But he doubted the man pretending to be dead would return to his house. Still, he had to see if he could check a few leads.

But after asking around and waiting for something to happen. Marcus discovered that Gerald's solicitor had sold out the property. But what happened to the proceeds of the sale?

And who handled his estate?

He had more questions than answers when he finally left the place. But he was not giving up. At least now, he had some paper trails to follow. He could find a way to find those documents.

"Hey, where are you?" He quickly answered his phone when it rang the first time and heard his wife's voice.

"I was just in an emergency meeting." He quickly responded, not wanting Jacky to think that something was wrong and worry. The last thing he wanted was for Jacky to suspect that there was a problem.

He did not want Haley's situation to reach the delicate ears of his wife. She had enough problems to deal with without him, adding more. He also had to protect their baby.

"Aren't you coming home yet?" She asked, appearing like she believed his story. Her voice slightly calmed down after his reassurance.

"I am on my way." He told her as he turned the car around, leading to his home. He knew he had to go home before she started suspecting anything.

However, he could not help but feel guilty for hiding a secret from his wife. Should he tell her the truth? Besides, Haley was also her friend. But that was the point. She would worry about her, which could affect the bay.

Maybe he should keep it from her for a few days until he knew more. However, as he contemplated his plan, his eyes noticed something in his rearview mirror.

"Hmmm?" He wondered if it was a similar car he had seen earlier parked near Gerald's building. It seemed that it was following him. He checked again on the rearview mirror, taking note of its license plate.

He would know more once in a few minutes if it continued to follow him. But for now, he would have the license checked by an expert. Later, he would know more about who they were.

But he continued driving at his usual pace. He did not want them to discover that he already knew they were following. As long as they would keep their distance, he was safe.

In a few minutes, he entered his property. And he had confirmed that they had been trailing behind him. He wondered if Gerald's enemies had sent them to follow him. Or could it be his father?

"Hmmm?" He wondered if it was a similar car he had seen earlier parked near Gerald's building. It seemed that it was following him. He checked again on the rearview mirror, taking note of its license plate.

He would know more once in a few minutes if it continued to follow him. But for now, he would have the license checked by an expert. Later, he would know more about who they were.

But he continued driving at his usual pace. He did not want them to discover that he already knew they were following. As long as they would keep their distance, he was safe.

In a few minutes, he entered his property. And he had confirmed that they had been trailing behind him. He wondered if Gerald's enemies had sent them to follow him. Or could it be his father?

"Hey, is that you, Marcus?" Jacky shouted from somewhere inside the house. He assumed she might be in the kitchen.

"Yeah, it is me." He quickly placed his things on the table near the door and rushed to see her.

As usual, he could not wait to hug and kiss her as he stood behind her. He could see that she was preparing something in her hand. But he stopped her as she turned her to claim her lips for a short kiss.

"Did you miss me?" He asked as he enveloped her in his arms, not wanting to let her go.

"Of course I did. Where did you go? You are late." She reprimanded him, but her voice remained calm.

She was slightly pissed, but she was also glad to see him. The doctor did warn him about her mood swings because of her pregnancy hormones. But he still found her adorable despite her contradicting attitude.

"I have to go to a late meeting." He was not lying. He was only omitting a portion of the facts and exchanging it with a few details.

Then, his mind returned to the earlier incident. He still could not stop thinking of that car that was following him. Were they a threat to him and his family?

Who sent them?