The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 953

He was dying to know, but Marcus had already told him to get out, and he was running out of time. If he dawdled any longer, he would miss his flight. Shoving his curiosity aside, Connor headed back to his room, grabbed his luggage, and left for the airport.

After he left, an assistant walked into Marcus's office.

"Where is his flight heading, sir?"

The assistant named the destination, and Marcus's hand faltered. The kid really had a death wish. But at least he finally had the guts to put his life on the line for a woman—even if she wasn't Gwyn's mother, seeing Connor step up brought Marcus a sense of closure.

The assistant asked, "Should we bring him back?"

Marcus kept his eyes glued to the documents on his desk.

"No, let him go. Send a few more men to keep a close eye on him. If things go sideways, pull him out immediately."

Understanding the order, the assistant nodded and left. Just as Connor was about to board, he received a text from Gwyn.

"Connor, where are you right now? You mentioned heading back to Starfall City for business. Safe travels."

Connor quickly typed a reply.

"Please keep an eye on Leonie for me. I'll be back as soon as I can."

Once on the plane, Connor didn't fly straight to his final destination. Instead, he took a connecting flight to Starfall City. He needed to see the woman his uncle had mentioned. His gut told him she knew something. Even if she didn't have the answers he wanted, getting a glimpse into the missing chapters of his life was better than nothing.

Starfall Penitentiary had better facilities than most maximum-security prisons, but for the inmates, it was still pure hell. They endured grueling manual labor and a rigid schedule year after year. It wasn't a pitch-black dungeon, but the crushing weight of losing one's freedom was a fate worse than death.

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