They knew in their hearts exactly what kind of person Henry was. Although Henry had been hiding his true self, a person's nature cannot be hidden. Henry's actions were driven by his desire to stop them from investigating the person behind the scenes. He wanted to investigate alone. That's why he kept them in the dark. Eliza frowned. “But this is too dangerous. We can't let Henry do this alone.” “Of course we can't let him do this alone.” Nolan said, “Wendy is holding too many secrets. Henry wouldn't let her just die. He must have hidden her away. To the outside world, Wendy is now dead, and she hasn't revealed the identity of the person behind her. This means Henry can now hear what he wants to hear from the mouth of a 'dead' person.” “Let's go!” Eliza immediately grabbed Nolan's arm and headed outside. If they wanted to find out about the person behind the scenes, they had to find Wendy first. And Henry, after handling this, would definitely go to see Wendy immediately. They had to hurry. “Eliza.” A look of helplessness crossed Nolan's face. “Do you know where she is?” “Won't we know if we follow Henry?” “Henry already left. I've already had someone follow him, but I think there's only one place Wendy could be right now.” “Where?” “The prison.” No place was safer than the Westbrook prison. Henry must have transferred Wendy to the Westbrook prison. At that moment, a location tracker signal was transmitted to Nolan's phone. “Now we can go.” Nolan took Eliza's hand, and they quickly went to the underground garage. The two headed straight for the tracker's location. Eliza hadn't expected the destination to actually be the prison.Eliza would never forget this place as long as she lived. She had died in prison in her past life. Noticing her mood was off, Nolan held her hand. “What's wrong?” “Nothing.” Eliza shook her head. This was different from her past life. They were here to see Wendy, not walking to the execution ground. ... At this time, outside the prison. The sky was already dark. The warden quickly led Henry into the prison. Walking past row after row of cells, the shadows cast across Henry's face made him look even colder and more indifferent. The innermost room was locked. Henry opened the cell door and saw his aunt sitting haggardly inside. Without the drug these past few days, Wendy had sprouted a lot of white hair. She looked like an old crone, her eyes held no light, and her once-firm skin was now covered in fine lines. “I knew you’d come see me now. I’ve been waiting a long time for you.” Hearing Wendy say this, Henry merely said flatly, “You know why I'm here today. Let's skip the pleasantries, shall we?” “You saved me, but I still have to die. Why did you bother saving me?” “If you die, it should be by facing the judgment of the law, not by committing suicide to escape your crimes. In the eyes of the world, you are already dead. It's time to tell the secrets. No one will ever know about the conversation between us today.” Henry was waiting for Wendy to tell him all the secrets she knew. But just then, a prison guard suddenly walked in. “Mr. Foster, someone is here!” “Who?”Henry's brows furrowed. “It's…” “It's me.” Eliza and Nolan appeared outside the cell. Seeing them, Henry frowned. “You…” Eliza said, “Henry, you really aren't treating us as friends. You moved Wendy here, so why didn't you tell us?” Henry pursed his lips. “You shouldn't have come.” He had never planned to tell Eliza and Nolan, precisely to keep them from digging deeper. But now they had shown up right in front of him, ruining his entire plan. “Well, we’re here now. It’s useless to hide anything from us. Why don't we listen to what your aunt has to say, and we can all figure out a solution together?” Eliza knew Henry didn't want them getting involved, but having come this far, who could just give up? Henry looked at Wendy, who was inside the cell.