Chapter 133
Glinda looked up at the large “Happy Foot Massage” sign and took a sip of her milkshake, curiosity piqued. ” Wendy, what is this place?”
Wendy raised an eyebrow playfully and grinned. “They often say relaxation is just a massage away. Grandma, Halsey, I’m treating you to a foot massage!”
The three of them strutted inside with confidence, and the shop’s manager immediately greeted them warmly.
Wendy said with a smile, “We’d like three male therapists, and make sure you send over your tallest and most handsome ones!”
The manager responded eagerly, “Of course, ladies. Right this way, please.”
Back at the restaurant, Stanley and Jessica were dining in the romantic ambiance of candlelight and piano music when Stanley’s phone suddenly vibrated. It was a call from the Hawk family’s estate.
Stanley answered, and the frantic voice of the butler, Freddy, came through. “Hello, Mr. Hawk, something’s wrong!”
Stanley’s face hardened. “What happened?”
“Mrs. Glinda is missing!”
What?
“When did she go missing?” Stanley’s voice grew cold.
“I went out for a while this afternoon. When I came back, Mrs. Glinda was gone… By the way, these past couple of days, Mrs. Glinda has been mentioning Mrs. Hawk a lot, asking if she’s okay at school, if anyone’s bothering her. Do you think she might have gone to find Mrs. Hawk?”
Suddenly, Stanley remembered something. He looked up, his gaze shifting through the shining glass of the floor- to–ceiling windows to the milkshake shop across the street.
It was very close to Clavendale University.
The elderly woman he’d seen earlier, sipping on a milkshake, wasn’t just anyone–it was his grandmother!
Stanley hung up the phone and stood up abruptly.
Jessica looked confused. “Stanley, what’s wrong?”
Stanley pressed his lips together. “Something’s come up with my grandma. I can’t stay with you tonight. You’ll have to go home by yourself.”
He turned and walked away without another word.
Seeing that the romantic dinner was ruined, Jessica felt a surge of anger. Was Glinda doing this on purpose?
She had thought that after breaking the ice with Stanley, she could finally get closer to him, but once again, their time together was interrupted—yesterday by that Bebe character, and today, by Glinda!
Stanley arrived at the foot massage shop soon after, where Zayn quietly reported, “Mr. Hawk, I’ve found out that Mrs. Hawk…brought Mrs. Glinda and Miss Halsey here.”
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Stanley gazed up at the signboard with “Happy Foot Massage” written on it. “What kind of place is this?”
Zayn hesitated. “Um…”
Stanley’s eyes narrowed. “Cat got your tongue?”
Zayn wiped the sweat from his forehead. “They say relaxation is just a massage away…”
Stanley froze for a moment.
So Wendy had brought Glinda and Bebe here for a foot massage?
He clenched his jaw in disbelief.
Stanley stormed into the building, his tall, imposing figure striding with purpose.
The manager greeted him enthusiastically, “Hey, there, handsome. Are you here for a foot massage?” Before she could say anything else, a group of well–trained bodyguards in black suits stormed in, blocking her. Stanley and Zayn walked past her, and every step he took sent a commanding presence that turned heads.
The manager stood stunned. This man was leagues ahead of their top therapist in looks and aura.
Inside VIP Room 303, the bodyguards opened the door and stood aside.
Stanley entered and saw the three of them: Wendy, Glinda, and Halsey. They were lounging comfortably on the sofa, and in front of them were three tall, handsome male therapists, giving them foot massages. Wendy looked up, her face glowing with amusement. “Grandma, how’s the foot massage? Is it good?”
