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After saying that, Romello turned around and swiftly left.
“Romello!” Elliot called out, but there was no response.
Romello was determined to rush back to the Nicholls residence.
ncing at his wristwatch, Elliot noted that Sheena and Lionel’s search probably had not concluded
yet.
With a cold expression, he quickly got up and left the National Investigation Bureau, heading toward
the Nicholls residence by car.
Meanwhile, the soldiers from the Fourth Division were meticulously searching, pretending to be
thorough but not damaging any furniture in the mansion.
“Captain, there’s an update!” One of the soldiers ran out of the mansion and saluted Lionel.
Lionel responded, “Speak.”
“The top floor is locked, so we couldn’t search it.”
Lionel immediately turned toward the butler standing nearby, who looked panicked.
“Absolutely not! The top floor is where Madam Nicholls rests. She’s currently sleeping, and you cannot
disturb her! Besides, there’s no way the earrings could be hidden up
there!”
He
e remained resolute, adding, “The top floor is a restricted area set up by Mr. Romello himself. Even
Gabrielle isn’t allowed up there. If Mr. Romello finds out the top floor has been searched, he’ll be
furious! Besides, he’s the deputy chief of the National Investigation Bureau. Are you not afraid he’ll hold
you ountable for this intrusion?”
Lionel seemed somewhat conflicted, discreetly ncing at Sheena’s expression.
Even Sheena had not anticipated the butler’s staunch attitude and remained silent for a moment.
Suddenly, a soldier hurried over to Sheena and whispered something in her ear.
“Mrs. Jenkins, Ms. Phoebe isn’t in her room.
If Phoebe was not in her room, it meant she was indeed on the top floor!
Sheena red at the butler, her demeanor growing increasingly firm.
“Those earrings of mine are now rare collectors‘ items, worth over a hundred million on the market. If
Gabrielle truly stole them, the punishment for her crime won’t be light. If you want to clear her name,
you’d better step aside.”
Lionel chimed in immediately, “If you persist in obstructing the National Investigation Bureau’s
investigation, I’ll have no choice but to charge you with hindering official duties and have you arrested.”
The butler was taken aback by
Why was he suddenly arrested?
the sudden turn of events.
The bodyguard tried to call Romello but could not get through, unsure if Romello would
even return.
He definitely did not want to spend a few nights in a National Investigation Bureau holding cell…
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Growing increasingly anxious, the butler reluctantly relented.
“Fine, I’ll open the door. I’ll take you up.”
Sheena and Lionel exchanged a nce before following him upstairs.
Upon reaching the top floor, the butler retrieved the key, his hands trembling with hesitation at the
secrets within.
Seeing his reluctance, Lionel decisively took the key from him and opened the door
himself.
As it was already nighttime, the hallway on the top floor was shrouded in darkness, with no lights
illuminating the way.
asional gusts of cold wind added to the eerie atmosphere.
Soon, the heavy iron door creaked open.
Lionel took the lead, keeping Sheena shielded behind him.
It was too dark inside, and Sheena turned to the butler, saying, “Turn on the lights.”
The butler wore a grim expression, replying, “Mrs. Jenkins, the lights outside on the top
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floor are broken. They can’t be turned on.”
Sheena was puzzled, asking, “How could someone who cares about his reputation so much would not
have the lights fixed?”
The butler stammered out an exnation, “Um… it’s because of Madam Nicholls. Yes, Madam
Nicholls. She’s not in good health and is sensitive to bright lights, so she doesn’t like going out during
the day. Mr. Romello hasn’t reced the lights because of her.”
“It’s okay, Sheena.”
Lionel turned on his small shlight and led her further inside.