Chapter 706


    Phoebe was unwilling to give up and go back empty–handed.


    The key was probably in Romello’s possession, and there might be a spare key with the butler. If she


    wanted to explore then on the sixth floor, aside from figuring out how to get the key, she had


    to take an unconventional route.


    With this in mind, Phoebe returned to her room on the fourth floor, quietly opened the window, and


    climbed out.


    Growing up in the orphanage, she experienced various hardships. From climbing trees to catch birds,


    to catching fish in the rivers, she had done it all.


    In fact, Phoebe had strength beyond that of an average girl, and scaling the building from the outer


    wall’s pipe on the fourth floor to the sixth floor was a piece of cake for her.


    The window on the sixth floor was closed, but luckily, it was not locked.


    She sessfully climbed into the room.


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    To avoid disturbing Vanda, who was already asleep on the sixth floor, Phoebe refrained from turning on


    the lights and used the shlight on her phone. After a quick scan of the entire room, she


    identified it as a study.


    What a pleasant surprise!


    She searched the room swiftly, efficiently looking for anything rted to Nathaniel, all the while being


    careful to restore everything she touched. However, after searching the entire room, there was. no


    trace of anything rted to Nathaniel.


    Phoebe then turned her attention to the rows of bookshelves.


    Recalling Romello mentioning that their father had brought Nathaniel from Laubal ve and insisted.


    giving status to this illegitimate child, Phoebe wondered if Nathaniel and Kelly We ice deeply in


    love.


    With this thought, she scrutinized the rows of books and finally singled out one entirely in a foreign


    language.


    Although she did not fully understand, she recognized some simple words. She quickly noticed that one


    word on the cover hinted at a theme of love.


    Phoebe stood on her tiptoes, retrieved the book from the third shelf, and flipped through it carefully.


    Between the pages, she found a photograph of a man and a woman embracing each other sweetly.


    The woman looked exceptionally beautiful with her captivating blue eyes and exotic charm.


    Phoebe decisively slipped the photo into her pocket, turned off her phone’s light, and prepared to climb


    back out of the window.


    sanddenly, she heard a falut shuffling sound of slippers behind her. Though light, Phoebe could still


    notice it in the silence, and she swiftly turned around.


    In the dim moonlight, she saw the other person’s bloodshot eyes, their expression terrifying


    Startled, Phoebe could not run away in time and was viciously struck on the head with an ashtray.


    As consciousness waned, she felt someone choking her neck, a sharp voice screaming in her ear.


    “Why are you still alive? Why did youe back? You’re a disgrace! You shouldn’t be living in this


    world! You should’ve died…”


    Apanied by the violent shouts, Phoebepletely cked out.


    When Phoebe woke up again, she found herself lying in bed, covered with a soft cotton quilt. She


    propped herself up, attempting to sit, but her head throbbed unbearably.


    When she touched her forehead, she feltyers of thick bandages.


    It also hurt when she gulped.


    “You’re finally awake. Does it still hurt?”


    Romello was sitting by her bedside, his expression indifferent, with a hint of annoyance in his tone.


    “Didn’t the butler tell you not to go upstairs at night? Why didn’t you listen to me? You even climbed


    over the walls. You’re simply too brave!”


    Phoebe gradually recollected her thoughts, reaching for the pocket of her pants.