Heinz looked down at the phone. It was Grace who called.
He could not help smiling as he answered the phone.
"Grace?"
Old Master Carter was stunned and subconsciously looked at Heinz. He had never seen an expression like that from his grandson before.
Grace's voice came from the other side of the phone. "Heinz, the prosecutor is looking for me. it's about the matter with Lorenzo."
"They're looking for you again?" Heinz immediately stood up with an anxious look on his face. "Wait for me, I'll be right there."
"No, they're already gone." Grace said, "They've been here for half an hour, and they're still asking me about what happened that day."
"They're gone?" Heinz's brows furrowed tightly. "D*mn it, they really don't know when to stop. Are you alright?"
"I'm fine." Grace said, "I just wanted to tell you that you don't have to worry and you don't have to come over."
"What did they ask?" Heinz asked.
"They asked the same things and I answered in the same way."