Chapter 497 Looking For Clues


    Sylvia''s POV:


    After the door was locked again, I quickly took out a match and lit up the candle. Then I looked at


    the clock on the wall.


    It was already five-forty in the afternoon, so there were still more than two hours left before the so-


    called dinner.


    A whole day had passed. I wondered what Rufus and the others were up to.


    With the feeble candlelight, I began to look around the room. It was more luxurious than I thought.


    But it was rtively empty. There was nothing else in the room other than the shelf at the head of


    the bed covered with dolls.


    I picked up a doll and looked at it closely. Perhaps this room used to belong to a young girl. Just


    then, I noticed that there was arge mirror in the room. To my surprise, I was wearing a medieval-


    looking purple dress. The hemline of the dress was very fluffy, withyers ofce trim on it, and the


    sleeves were decorated with small, delicate pearls. What surprised me even more was my hair—it


    was permed curly and hung gently on my shoulders.


    I fiddled with the wisteria ne around my neck, feeling a little strange.


    No wonder I felt so heavy just now.


    I picked up the hemline with one hand and counted thece. There were fouryers in total.


    I pursed my lips and tried toe up with a way to take it off.


    If I needed to run, this dress would weigh me down.


    As I stared at my strange reflection in the mirror, I caught a glimpse of a crevice in the wall. It was a


    hidden door.


    I held the candle close to it and gently pushed it. The hidden door swung open, which surprised me.


    I carefully poked my head in and saw that inside was a floor-to-ceiling wardrobe. It seemed that this


    was a cloakroom.


    I walked inside carefully, my toes kicking the heavy hemline of my dress.


    The cloakroom wasplete. There was even a vanity table. Curious, I pulled open a drawer and


    found nothing but a few lipsticks.


    I explored some more and found that the wardrobe was full of clothes of the same style as the dress


    I was wearing.


    "Wow! There are so many beautiful dresses!" Yana eximed excitedly. "Sylvia, I want to see that


    pink one up close!"


    I humored her and reached for the dress. When


    I got a better look at it, my cheeks flushed a bright red and I quickly put it back.


    It turned out to not be a proper dress after all, but a pair of sexy underwear.


    "How raunchy!" Yana grew even more excited. "Let''s see if there''s anything else! Why don''t you


    wear something like this and show it to Rufus? I''m sure he''ll like it!"


    "How do you know he''ll like it..." I couldn''t help but blush. Whenever I made love with Rufus, he''d


    make me wear his shirt. Then he''d carry me to the desk, thrusting in and out passionately.


    "I just know it." Yana smiled yfully. "I''m sure Rufus won''t be able to restrain himself."


    "Oh, stop it, will you?" I interrupted her immediately to stop her from fantasizing. "We''re running out


    of time. Help me look for more clues."


    "There are only clothes here. I don''t think we''ll find anything useful," Yana concluded.


    "Let''s at least try to look for something!"


    I squatted down and rummaged through the wardrobe. Not only were there a lot of clothes, but a lot


    of shoes, too.


    But I soon grew certain that the previous tenant of this room liked dolls very much, because there


    was a variety of dolls in every corner of this room. Just when I was about to give up, I caught a


    glimpse of an intricately carved name te in the corner. "Ashley Maurice."Property ? 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.