Chapter 890


    Elder Mr. Bailey’s room door was locked from the inside. Isabelle knocked a few times before she


    heard his low voice from within. “Who is it?”


    Sighing, she announced, “Grandpa, it’s me.”


    It only took a while for him to unlock the door. He appeared to be in a better condition thanst night


    and was probably the first member of the Bailey Family to ept the harsh reality.


    Isabelle walked in and took out the post-mortem report, which she handed to him. He was initially


    confused as he received the report, but he soon understood what it was and let out a sigh. “That kid…


    Why did he take things too hard?”


    Feeling regretful, Isabelle replied, “About Dexter… I think that we should probably hide this incident


    from the public.”


    At the moment of speaking, Dexter’s cause of death was announced to the public as the fatal car


    crash. If they revealed that Dexter died of suicide, Isabelle feared that it would make the Bailey Family


    look bad.


    Elder Mr. Bailey agreed with her suggestion and nodded. “Let’s not tell anyone then. The truth will only


    be shared among our family members. You’ve settled all the paperwork at the hospital, haven’t you?”


    Faced with his question, she nodded. “I’ve settled that. Dexter is now ced at the morgue; the


    hospital asked if we want a cremation there or do we prefer to bring his body back ourselves?”


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    Elder Mr. Bailey gave it some consideration and concluded, “Just get a cremation out there. Don’t bring


    his body back. As a farewell, we’ll visit him for the onest time on the day of cremation. If we set up


    his coffin at home for the funeral, I’m afraid that your parents wouldn’t take it too well.”


    His exnation was quite reasonable, therefore she agreed to it. “Alright then, I will take care of this.”


    Just as she was about to turn and leave, a thought popped up, and she looked at Elder Mr. Bailey.


    “Grandpa, if you have the time, do take a walk outside. Don’t lock yourself up in the room. When I look


    at you now, I feel quite worried.”


    He forced an unconvincing smile at her. “Don’t worry. I’ve lived a long life, and I’ve seen a lot. I can


    handle this.”


    Isabelle sighed and turned to leave for real.


    Around noon, Elder Mr. Bailey was helped by the servant to go on a stroll. Isabelle waited until he was


    gone before she came out of her room. Next, she hurried into his room, where she opened his


    wardrobe and stared at the security safe.


    Earlier, she had spread a substance on the keys of the safe. With a small torchlight, she carefully


    pointed the source of light on the keyboard pad. Finally, she could make out a few keys, but she just


    needed to figure out the rightbination.


    She tiptoed over to the window to take a look at the garden behind the residence. She saw Elder Mr.


    Bailey walking around the garden with the assistance of the servant. Feeling assured, she went back


    and started attempting to unlock the safe.


    Her first two attempts were incorrect, which heightened her nervousness. She carefully entered a


    combination for the third time but still got it wrong. At that moment, the safe suddenly sounded a loud


    and jarring rm.


    Isabelle quickly took a shirt from the side and draped it over the safe before shutting the wardrobe door.


    The rm sounded weaker after doing that, but it was still audible.


    Feeling afraid and shocked, she ran over to the window and stared out. Oh, thank God Grandpa is


    quite some distance away. He probably did not hear a thing. The rm went off for about a minute


    before ceasing.


    Then, Isabelle went back to take off the shirt from the safe and tidied up the stuff in the wardrobe.


    Then, she closed the wardrobe doors and slid out of his room. However, at the door, she saw a servant


    standing and staring back at her. “Miss, what happened?”


    She casually tidied her hair and replied, “It’s not a big deal. It was just something in Grandpa’s room. I


    don’t know why it suddenly made a noise, but I’ve turned it off now.”


    The servant didn’t think much of it and turned to leave. Isabelle could finally heave a sigh of relief.


    It was clear that the safe could not be opened anytime soon. However, she felt that Grandpa probably


    would not even think of the safe for the time being.


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