Bingley said as he found Ken's number and dialed it.

"Mr. Hommer, are you going to tell Ken?"

The assistant nearby hurriedly asked.

Bingley frowned slightly and glared at his assistant.

He did not need his assistant to tell him what to do.

Bingley dared not say out loud what Henry had done, of course.

After all, Henry had a sensitive identity, and anything a big shot like him said could be misinterpreted.

Bingley dared not expose Henry's whereabouts casually.

However, he needed to warn Ken.

Lest Ken continued causing trouble and involved him.

...

Henry's home.

"Mr. Lennon, please!"

Henry opened the door and invited Sean inside.

A government big shot like him was not at all arrogant to Sean.

Sean nodded gently and walked inside.

There were already several people in the living room.

There was a middle-aged woman and a young man about Sean's age.

On the balcony, an old lady sat in a wheelchair in the sun.

"Dad, you're back."

The young man quickly got up and greeted hi