Chapter 115: Chapter 115

"President Sterling, we’ve found all recent transactions involving valuable jewelry in the city. Excluding diamond rings, as per your request, we’ve narrowed it down to eligible bachelors aged between twenty-two to thirty-five and compiled them into a list."

"I never specified that the age limit for eligible bachelors is thirty-five." Conrad Sterling emphasized.

Considering that men often resist aging as they grow wealthier, Aethelgard is full of shameless old men who fantasize about innocent young girls. Get full chapters from novel⸺fire.net

And given Anna Thornton’s looks and demeanor, she really attracts predators; it’s hard to tell who exactly proposed to her.

"Yes, those above thirty-five are listed on this sheet."

It’s no wonder the staff under President Sterling are well-prepared; they promptly handed both sheets to Conrad Sterling.

President Sterling took them and skimmed through, his eyes instinctively narrowed when he saw Finn Grant’s name.

To investigate who proposed to Anna Thornton that night, Conrad Sterling, of course, wouldn’t rely solely on the size of the ring in this search.

In fact, the photo sent by Mary reveals a bit of the restaurant’s decor.

This helped narrow it down further to the most expensive restaurant in all of Aethelgard and several high-end restaurants with similar interior styles.

Conrad Sterling indeed discovered that Finn Grant booked the entire restaurant that night for guests; he kept it confidential, and Conrad Sterling wasn’t inclined to associate Anna Thornton with it.

But now, with the ring buyer’s list overlapping with the restaurant reservation, and the only overlap being this one, the truth became undeniable.

Discovering he had been blocked by that woman not long ago, and now tracing Finn Grant involved with Anna Thornton’s proposal, Conrad Sterling couldn’t sit still anymore!

He didn’t even put on a coat, grabbed the car keys, and headed straight to the garage.

"President Sterling, should I drive for you?"

Ethan’s words naturally couldn’t catch up to him and were left behind.

Aye, Ethan feels that whenever President Sterling goes to meet Miss Thornton now, he increasingly prefers not to use him as a driver.

As a fan wanting to see his goddess more, why is it so difficult?

Simultaneously hoping for the bickering and playful antics between President Sterling and Miss Thornton, yet anticipating their affectionate union as a fan of their couple, why is it so uncertain?

Anna Thornton received a call from Finn Grant.

"Finn... Young Master Grant? Why would you call me? We already discussed everything that day; there’s really nothing more to talk about."

"There’s still more to discuss; I’ve changed my mind."

Hearing about the change of mind on the phone, Anna Thornton’s eyebrows twitched; she hurriedly massaged her nerves there.

Finn Grant hadn’t heard her response; he’d already given the address: "I’m waiting here for you! Or are you at Crestlight Hospital? Should I come to find you now?"

That man knows she’s at the hospital and even knows this much detail?

Anna Thornton had a foreboding feeling; she glanced at Pop, sleeping soundly on the children’s bed, paused slightly, and replied, "I’ll come to you."

"Mm-hmm, knew you’d choose that way; the car I sent to pick you up at the hospital should arrive soon."

Anna Thornton called Mary and asked her to stay at the hospital with Pop tonight as she had to head out in the middle of the night.

And Anna had a feeling that this time wouldn’t be as easy as last time.

If she didn’t comply with the whims of that not quite mentally stable Young Master Grant, it might be hard to escape.

Anna Thornton quickly tidied up, put self-defense tools in her bag, and upon walking out of the hospital building, saw a black sedan waiting there.

The person in the car seemed to be the same one who kidnapped her last time, but this time he was much more courteous.

He even got out of the driver’s seat to open the rear door for her, respectfully gesturing, "Miss Thornton, please get in the car; our young master has been waiting for you at home for quite some time."

Finn Grant gave Anna Thornton the address; turns out it’s The Grant Residence?

Conrad Sterling’s car had just arrived at the hospital, barely making it to the parking lot, when he noticed Anna Thornton, catching sight of her getting into a black sedan.

The headlights illuminated the Grant Family’s license plate, and President Sterling discreetly followed.

While in the car, Anna Thornton received a call from Conrad Sterling; the driver turned to remind her: "Miss Thornton, Young Master Grant doesn’t like to hear any unnecessary sounds at night, so before you get there, it’s best to turn off your phone. If anything happens later, don’t blame me for not warning you."

The subordinate of Finn Grant was just like his boss, arrogant in tone, full of threats, and looked rather fierce.

Conrad Sterling had a bad temper too, but Ethan, who followed him around all the time, was surprisingly gentle.

So there truly is a probability to this influence by environment thing?

Anna Thornton pondered life from a relaxed perspective while hanging up Conrad Sterling’s call and turning off her phone.

Upon arriving at The Grant Residence, she admired the internal garden-style decor through the car window.

This place was clearly built according to the preferences of the older generation, paying attention to feng shui and layout, and very lush.

Yet it was quite desolate as she passed a lone building, where the car stopped right in front.

The driver got out first, opened the door for Anna Thornton: "Miss Thornton, we’re here."

Anna Thornton got out, wearing high heels, shot a glance at her feet, and asked, "Does your young master have any other quirks, like getting irrationally angry seeing women in high heels? Just so I can prepare, I’ll go in without them."

"Uh... not that I’m aware of."

"But high heels do make noise, right? Since he dislikes unnecessary sounds, I think I’ll take them off."

Anna Thornton swiftly carried out the thought, startling the bodyguard beside her.

Young Master Grant was still single at thirty-plus; among the waves of women his elder arranged at home for blind dates, there weren’t hundreds or even tens — carefree and unconcerned about appearances.

Anna Thornton was actually just cautious about her life.

She entered barefoot; if the situation turned unfavorable, she could escape more easily, and holding high heels in hand could serve as a weapon.

Although being barefoot on marble floors in the early hours did chill her soles.

Walking with cautious steps inside, she found it just as desolate as outside.

These so-called wealthy families build houses so big and have little use for them; isn’t it just wasteful?

Finn Grant sat alone in the hall, first glancing at her feet, indifferent to her casual barefootedness, and then nonchalantly spoke, "I’ve thought it over; having had a child is not that big of a problem, it at least proves your womb is healthy."

"The elders might initially disapprove of you, but once you’re married into the Grant Family, if you quickly bear me a child, they won’t have much to comment."