Chapter 601


    A month ago, the bar had changed owners as it was bought by the gorgeously handsome man before


    him. From then on, the bar was only open whenever the man felt like it, although he spent most of the


    time drinking alone in the bar.


    At one time, thedies who came to the bar were captivated by his charming good looks, but they all


    ended up fearing him, especially those who tried to approach him. He not only had a cold shoulder, but


    he greeted those women with a frosty, scathing look. It wasn’t enjoyable to be scrutinized under the


    man’s gaze, which would freeze a person from head to toe as if skinning them alive.


    The man being described was Arthur Weiss, the mysterious young man of noble descent who had


    been looking for his family heirloom.


    “Young Master Weiss, we’ll surely find her,” the bodyguard said in an effort tofort him.


    Arthur’s patience was running out. He had tried everything he could, but he couldn’t find the thief’s


    whereabouts at all. He had checked the bar’s surveince footage, as well as surveince footage of


    the road, but the youngdy was so heavily made-up that there was no way of knowing what she really


    looked like.


    He had considered going to the police, but he didn’t want the loss of his family heirloom to be made


    public, fearing that the thief might destroy the heirloom if she were to learn that it was an object of great


    importance. If that happened, even if he caught her, he might not be able to recover it. Therefore, he


    would rather let her keep the heirloom first and sort her outter when he found her.


    Right now, he was waiting for the final piece of information-the cab driver who had driven her to the bar


    that night was found.


    At this moment, a man in his early thirties came in after the bodyguard through the entrance. He had


    heard that the bar had closed down; it was once a paradise for the rich and the most luxurious money-


    squandering establishment in town. He then saw a man sitting in a chair next to the bar counter. He


    was toying with a wine ss, and it was evident from the sound of the wine ss being swirled around


    that the man had superb bartending skills.


    “Young Master Weiss, here’s the cab driver who drove thatdy to the bar that night.”


    Arthur had another of his men take out two bundles of cash. Then, he pushed the photo next to him


    toward the man, asking, “Do you remember thisdy? The money is yours as long as you tell me where


    you picked her up.”


    Seeing the heavily made-up youngdy in the photo, the driver instantly remembered her. “Yes, yes, I


    do remember thisdy. She wasing out of a restaurant when I picked her up.” “Did she say


    anything during the ride?”


    “Yes, she did. She made a phone call. I remember it very well; she was crying her eyes out, seemingly


    telling her dad that she didn’t want to get married.”


    Arthur felt that victory was in sight. “Can I have the video of the ride that night?”


    The cab driver darted a look at the two bundles of cash before taking out his cell phone even more


    briskly. “Sure, sure. Let me find it for you right away.” Finally, he brought up precisely the video


    recording of that night.


    Arthur looked at the youngdy who had gotten into the cab in the video, and sure enough, she was


    none other than the female thief. I’ve got you atst, he thought.


    The cab driver left immediately after getting the money.


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    On the other hand, Arthur was watching the video recording of that night. The cab ridested a total of


    23 minutes. The somewhat blurry video showed that after getting into the cab, the youngdy first


    stared nkly out of the car window for a long time.


    Suddenly, her cell phone rang; she picked it up and answered, “Hey, Dad.”


    Shortly after that, she got emotional and added, “I want to call off the engagement. I don’t want to get


    married… I just want to get married to the love of my life. I don’t want to get married to Christopher


    York.”


    The person calling her then said something on the other end of the line, upon which she instantly burst


    into tears. and cried like a baby. After that, she hung up the phone and said to the cab driver, “Drive me


    to the most luxurious bar in the city.”


    The man gave her a few words offort before mentioning the name of a bar, to which she replied,


    “Okay, drive me there.”


    After that, she remained silent until getting out of the cab.


    Christopher York, huh? A sneer shed across Arthur’s face. Atst, he had a clue about the young


    lady’s identity. “I want all the information about thisdy in ten minutes.”


    He had finally reached the limit of his patience.


    After less than ten minutes, his bodyguard handed him an iPad. “Young Master Weiss, Christopher


    York is a well known rich dandy in Averna. Only one person has been rumored to be engaged to him


    this year, and her name is Sophia Goodwin.”