Jeremy looked at the lying butler and did not waste his time questioning him. He followed Carter’s entourage into the living room.

Carter was sitting on the sofa of the living room. He was flipping through a book lazily while sipping on his tea. When he saw Jeremy, he put down his book and teacup before getting up to greet him courteously.

“Mr. Whitman, welcome to my house. Please sit.”

Jeremy looked around the living room but did not see Madeline anywhere. He furrowed his brows and felt an unknown sense of anxiety in his heart.

“Mr. Gray, I’m not here as a guest. I’m here to take my wife Eveline home.” Jeremy was feeling agitated, but he was trying his best to control himself and stay cool.

Carter looked at the deeply worried look that was showing faintly in Jeremy’s eyes. However, he displayed a confused look instead.

“I’ve asked my driver to drive Mrs. Whitman home ten minutes ago. Did she not tell you?”

“You asked your driver to send my wife home?” Jeremy was confused. He ha