Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

As they neared the pier, Elliot couldn't help but ask, "Dad, when we see grandma, do we just cout and say who we are?" Tarquin understood Elliot's concern. They needed to suss out the Hawkins family a bit more before making any moves.

It might be better to keep their identities under wraps for now, to avoid blowing their cover and to make things easier.

However, Tarquin didn't voice his opinion immediately but instead looked over at Elysia for her decision. Frowning, Elysia said, "I'll see how she's doing first." She was worried about Pamela's health. Her mother had been searching for her for years, and a reunion would surely be overwhelming.

For someone with mental health issues, excessive excitement could be dangerous.

Tarquin nodded, "Then we'll play it by ear." Acknowledging each other could wait. It was bound to happen sooner or later.

However, upon their arrival at the pier, they discovered Pamela wasn't there at all! Elysia's mind began to race, "Isn't she supposed to be here every day, crain or shine? Why isn't she here today? Could she be sick?" Trying to calm her, Tarquin suggested, "Let's not jump to conclusions. We'll get the kids settled in the hotel first, and then we can figure out when to visit the Hawkins family." Elysia nodded, albeit with a worried expression.

Seeing their mom worried, the kids couldn't help but feel anxious too! Evan, clenching his fists, whispered to Elliot, "Bro, I'll head to the Hawkins family and find out why grandma didn't show up at the pier today. If mom asks, just say I'm with the bodyguard in his car." "Alright, just be careful and call if anything comes up. Don't do anything rash," Elliot responded.

Without Elysia noticing, Evan sneaked off with White towards the Hawkins family residence.

The Hawkins Mansion, located in Oceanopolis's most affluent villa district, was a sprawling estate comprising several cottages.

The main building, the centerpiece of the estate, was surrounded by these cottages. It offered the best views and symbolized the status of residing Hawkins family heads.

With Old Mr. Hawkins, Randal Hawkins, having passed away early and Betty having moved to a mountain retreat for peace, Clayton and Pamela lived in the main building.

Before her disappearance, Elysia had lived there too. Pamela's refusal to leave the mansion after her breakdown was due to the memories of Elysia that lingered within its walls.

Hiding in the shadows, Evan eyed the mansion's towering walls, pondering his next move.

He knew he could scale the wall easily, but he couldn't afford to make any noise.

They had just arrived in Oceanopolis, and with much still to investigate, revealing their presence was not an option.

Thus, he needed to bypass the Hawkins family's security and surveillance unnoticed - a task that required sstrategic thinking.

As Evan was still brainstorming, a scar-faced figure suddenly appeared beside him, "Follow me!" Evan was startled, "Why are you here too? Never mind, I don't even want to know right now. I've got serious business today and can't afford any distractions." The figure, looking annoyed and strict, countered, "You wanted to sneak in, right? Con!" Evan, still dubious, questioned, "How did you know I wanted to sneak in?" The scar-faced man, evidently impatient with Evan's questions, pressed, "Are you coming or not?" With a pout, Evan followed.

After a few minutes, the man stopped and pointed, "Climb over here, and you won't be detected." "How do you know?" Evan asked.

The man, frowning and clearly irritated, didn't bother to explain.

Despite his reservations, Evan trusted him and scaled the wall. As promised, there was no one around, m nor any electronic surveillance in sight Evan couldn't help but give the man another curious glance. What was his angle? One day he's after him, and the next, he's aiding his mission? Confused but focused on the task at hand, Evan let it go for now.

Inside, the estate was dotted with tall trees, which offered an excellent vantage point. Choosing a large tree, Chasing a Evan climbed up f up for a better view.

From his high perch, he could see far and wide, and it was less likely for him to be spotted. The mysterious man followed him up the tree without a word, simply keeping watch.

Evan, his attention now divided, glanced at the man again but decided to ignore him for the moment. His thoughts were on his grandparents. Yet, instead of spotting his grandparents, he saw Helen.

Helen was leisurely strolling through the garden with a maid, both moving slowly and chatting.

The maid, clearly excited, shared, "I heard the poor woman woke up before dawn, insisting on going to the e pier, Mr Hawkins wouldn't allow it, and she just lay in bed crying, refusing to eat or drink until her voice was hoarse." Evan perked up, realizing they were talking about his grandmother.

Eagerly, he listened closer, with White and the scar-faced man inadvertently joining his makeshift eavesdropping team. The man watched Helen and her maid with a look of impatience, clearly uninterested in their conversation.

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