"Welcome to the Flaucford," she said with a smile. She then hugged Emmeline with open arms. Emmeline was thrilled as well. On the one hand, she was relieved that clues had come so quickly; on the other hand, she was pleased to see Clarissa. Because Anderson was working at the time, he was unable to pick them up. Fortunately, he had called them in advance. They expressed their understanding and waited for him to return from work so they could discuss the matter. Pattie had already cooked sumptuous dinner when they walked into the house. She had heard of Jara and Emmeline. Clarissa had brought a bunch of local specialties back from Blink City the previous time she visited. Pattie had always been gushing over those things. At this time, she felt that Jara and Emmeline were good-mannered. They were indeed a good match! Then, the group of people sat down to eat in the dining room. Marf and Anne were not at home today since they had classes, wh
With a walking stick, an elderly man with white hair appeared in front of them. He was nearly 90 years old at the time. He was already very old, even if he was in superb health. He had a hunchback and deep wrinkles all over his face. However, when he looked at them, his eyes were sharp. "What's up? What's the matter?" The local explained immediately, "Mr. Gill, these are the nobles from the city. They've come to see you for something. I'll leave now." After that, he bolted away like thunder. Mr. Gill was unconcerned. He only squinted his eyes and glanced at them. "Who are you? What can I do for you?" Anderson took a step forward and said gently, "Mr. Gill, I'm Matteo's grandson. I believe she has informed you that we'll visit you today." Mr. Gill frowned at once. After a long while, he sneered, "Got it. You're here for the thing, correct? Alright, come in." Although he let them in, they could tell he wasn't happy, and his tone
"Hey, the two ladies are working now. So what are you guys doing here? My roof starts to leak when it rains. Do you know how to repair it? Go and help me repair the roof." Anderson's expression was as cold as ice. Clarissa smiled as she tugged at his sleeve and whispered, "Don't worry, Mr. Gill. We will get the roof repaired." Taking a careful look at her, Mr. Gill then walked away satisfied. After he left, Jara said in a deep voice, "I believe this old man is sick of living! Emmeline, you don't have to worry about those dirty clothes. I'm sure he'll hand over the item when the knife is put around his neck!" He appeared to be sharpening the knife as he spoke. Seeing this, Clarissa gave him a sidelong glance and rolled her eyes. "Jara, I'm afraid what you've come up with will be of no use to Mr. Gill." "Why?" Anderson frowned. Clarissa sighed. "Well, he has lived for so many years. Besides, he used to travel the world doing antique b
"Hey, take it easy, and don't worry. Although his absence at this time is unusual, it does not necessarily mean that he has escaped. How about this? Let's split up and look for him separately. We'll call each other if there is any news." "I agree." Anderson nodded. Emmeline also raised her hand in agreement. Seeing this, Jara didn't say anything. "If you find him, don't get mad and bring him back first," Clarissa added. He glanced at Clarissa and snorted, but he didn't refute. Following then, the group of people went in two ways. Clarissa and Anderson were on one team, while Emmeline and Jara were on the other. They had done a lot of work during the day. In fact, they were already very exhausted at this time, but the thing was in Mr. Gill's hands. They wouldn't be at ease if they didn't find him tonight. By this time, most of the villagers had already turned off their lights. The four of them looked for quite some time, nearly searc
He sneered, and a trace of mockery was visible on his face. "I never believed in such a thing. All I want is to live a happy and peaceful life. I don't want to think about anything else. I don't care about dying!" As soon as he said this, Jara's face suddenly changed. "Mr. Gill, do you mean you don't want to help us?" Clarissa questioned, frowning. Mr. Gill took a look at her and said with a smile, "I really don't have what you want. I'll give you my life if you want it. I don't care." "Do you think I don't dare to kill you?" Before anyone could respond, Jara rushed up and grabbed his collar. Everyone was shocked. "Jara, don't act rashly!" Emmeline snatched his arm and murmured. However, Jara had already tolerated Mr. Gill for far too long. How could he still endure at this time? Jara pulled a gun from his pocket and put it on his head. "Are you trying to challenge me?" he said, gnashing his teeth. Seeing this, Mr. Gill only narrowe
Although she didn't guess all of them correctly, most of them were correct. "Is this God's will?" At the thought of this, he sighed and went silent. He then continued smoking his cigarette. Clarissa locked her gaze on him, and Mr. Gill somewhat looked older. His back was stooped, making him appear pitiful. After sitting for a while, she stood up. "It's late now, and I won't disturb you any longer. Mr. Gill, please consider it. I know you're not a bad person. It's equally immoral if you don't save people from death, even if it's not for any benefit. You can't possibly do it. Besides, your old friend introduced you to us. I'm sure you're hiding something, but I'm not going to force you. I hope you can give it some deep consideration and then come to us. If there's anything you need assistance with, just let us know. We're not going to say no." As she spoke, she bowed slightly to him before turning to leave. Her figure gradually disappeared at the
"Good! Excellent skills!" Clarissa and the others clapped their hands as well. Jara, for the sake of his own reputation, applauded as well. "I knew you were good at martial arts," Anderson stated as he walked over. "But I didn't expect it to be this great!" Mr. Gill was dressed in a practice outfit. "Do you want to practice?" he looked at Anderson and asked. Everyone was taken aback, but Anderson appeared unfazed. "Sure," he answered with a smile. With a sneer, Mr. Gill added, "Anderson, don't blame me if I hurt you." Anderson then responded with a smirk, "Your skills are excellent, but you're getting old. I won't hurt you, but don't blame me if you sprain your waist!" Hearing this, Mr. Gill immediately pulled a long face. He flung his fist over, raising his elbows. They began grappling with each other right away. Clarissa stood aside with Jara and Emmeline, and they were all frightened. How could they have fought in a blink o
They all turned to look at Clarissa, whom he was pointing at. Embarrassed, Clarissa cleared her throat and asked, "So, that thing is really on your great-granddaughter, Lily, isn't it?" Mr. Gill's countenance, which had been beaming with delight, darkened at the mention of Lily. He sighed. "Yeah. I didn't give it to her. She took it away secretly." Hearing this, Clarissa was stunned and a little confused. "What do you mean by that?" "Hmph, what do I mean?" Mr. Gill scoffed, "What else do you think? That nefarious girl is ungrateful. I raised her and expected to be able to rely on her for the rest of my life. But I wasn't expecting her to flee with a man. She not only fled, but she also took a large sum of money with her. She should have taken the jade as well. So, if you're in a hurry to find it, don't bother me. Just go to find her. If you find it, it's yours; if not, it's your loss." Then he shook his head and clicked his tongue. "I've