Chapter 1077


    Mark was very nervous. “Hurry, let’s get in the car. I’m already ‘dead’, so I can’t be seen walking around


    out here.”


    The group hurriedly got into the car and drove to Sophia’s home, The Imperial. Although Sophia and


    Michael had eaten dinner with Louis today, they didn’t eat much because they had already received a


    call saying that Cooper and Linus wereing over. Sophia hurried home and prepared for their visit;


    she needed to eat with them too.


    When they got home, Michael had already prepared a ss case and put the harp in the living room as a


    decoration. Sophia could not y it, but such a rare item could not be hidden away. So, it was only right


    that he ced it in the living room as a decoration. There was also Louis’ autograph on it, which made


    the harp even more impressive than it already was.


    The ss case that contained the harp was thick, dust-proof, moisture-proof, bullet-proof, and most


    importantly, anti-orange-cat. If the harp was left out in the open, it would bepletely ruined by the


    orange cats at home within one day. Even if the orange cats didn’t ruin it, Richie Edwards would try its


    hardest to scratch it.


    As Michael watched the harp being ced down in the living room, he nced around and saw the big


    fat cats in the room had already begun to stare at it. Frowning, he asked Sophia, “Chica, why do I feel


    that there are more and more cats around?” He had neutered and given away most of themst year,


    keeping only those personally remembered, such as Chrysanthemum, Simba, Scorchy, Garfield, and


    that grasnd cat Leapy. Sunset and its babies were also taken away by Stanley. All the rest were


    given away to adoptive families, so only seven or eight cats were left. But today, he could count at least


    thirty cats in the house!


    There were orange cats, ck cats, tabby cats, calico cats… He didn’t remember that there were so


    many cats in his house. Could it be that the neutering was not thorough enough? Or has Sophia started


    collecting cats behind my back again? Oh my God, we’re back to square one!


    With some effort, Carmen picked up an overweight calico cat and said, “Daddy, this is Royal Sweetheart


    Aristocat!”


    Sophia was pouring cat food into bowls, which instantly caused all the cats to charge toward her in a


    stampede. After feeding the cats, she stroked each of them and took their pictures. “These are the cats


    from our next-door neighbor. There are more than 300 cats there! It’s amazing! They are all Inte


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    Michael was taken aback. Which ‘next-door neighbor’ of theirs had such a wealth of money? Three


    hundred cats! No matter how wealthy they were, they would be poor instantly. He nced down at


    the cat’s cor and suddenly understood which neighbor it was—the ancient Imperial Pce next door.


    There were many wooden buildings in the ancient Imperial Pce Museum, which were precious


    historical sites. However, there were many rats in the ancient Imperial Pce. Just one nibble from the


    rats would cause distress to the archaeologists for years. Therefore, the ancient Imperial Pce raised


    many cats to catch the rats, and the cats were numbered. Most of those cats were descended from the


    favorite pet cats of the emperors and concubines of the ancient Imperial Pce, so the title ‘Royal


    Sweetheart Aristocat’ was really apt.


    Sure enough, their house attracted cats. No, it should be Sophia who attracted cats. Maybe it was


    because she couldn’t give birth anymore that had caused her to be unable to resist little animals and


    kids.


    Michael squatted down and stroked the cat with her. Sophia grabbed his hand and ced it on a cat’s


    head, then said, “Touch this one. Its fur feels veryfortable to the touch.”


    Michael touched it for a few seconds before suddenly holding her hand instead. “Nothing feels more


    comfortable to the touch than you.”


    “Such a flir you are…”


    When it was getting dark, the night shift security guard of the ancient Imperial Pce came to get the


    cats to go back to work. How could the cats stay over at their neighbor’s house for food at night when


    rats were most rampant? That was simply outrageous.


    The night security guard was familiar with the area. He entered The Imperial and went straight to No. 8


    as he knew that all the cats were there for the delicious food.


    The night security guard was a middle-aged man rehired after retirement. He had worked in the ancient


    Imperial Pce all his life. Nowadays, he wore a security uniform with a shlight on his waist and


    pushed a cart to catch the cats and bring them back.


    Sophia was always a kind-hearteddy. Seeing that he was getting older, she helped him catch the cats,


    put them into cages one by one, and pushed them away with the cart. She also gave away a lot of


    homemade cat food.


    Unexpectedly, after the security guard took the cats, he caught a glimpse of the harp in the living room.


    Shocked, he quickly stepped forward, took out his shlight, and illuminated the harp closely, his eyes


    full of amazement and disbelief. After scrutinizing it, he turned his head, looking astounded. “This


    is the harp? The Phoenix Harp? Where did you get it?”


    Currently, Michael was helping to cram thest stubborn calico cat into the cage. He was so busy that he


    was sweating profusely. On hearing the security guard’s words, he recalled that Louis’ granddaughter


    seemed to have mentioned the harp’s name today, so he replied, “A friend gave it to us as a gift. I think it


    is indeed the Phoenix Harp.”


    Sophia had always known that this security guard waspetent. He had worked in the ancient Imperial


    Pce Museum all his life and dealt with cultural relics every day. Even if he did not have a professional


    background, his knowledge was definitely better than ordinary archaeological experts. In any case, he


    knew at a nce which ones in Sophia’s family’s antique collection were authentic and which ones were


    fake, as well as their worth. He was superhuman in this field.


    “Yeah, it seems to be the Phoenix Harp. What about it?”


    The security guard was so in awe that he kept taking videos and photos of it. As he did so, he introduced


    with excitement, “This is not an ordinary harp but the Phoenix Harp that has been lost for hundreds of


    years! The harp is not a musical instrument that originated from Cethos. It was introduced to our country


    from Vestia. Later, it was favored among the royalty, and then slowly, it was made avable to the


    masses. However, due to various factors such as wars, many types of harps had been lost in time,


    including this Phoenix Harp.”


    He continued, “There are ancient records of it in our museum, but no one has ever seen the real thing,


    nor has anyone sessfully recovered the real thing. The Phoenix Harp made its way abroad in the


    past, as there are relevant records and fragments disyed in the museums of Japan and other Asian


    countries, but the real thing has never surfaced once all over the world! I’ve looked and looked at it,


    and this is the Phoenix Harp! I didn’t expect someone to recover the real thing! It’s amazing!”


    Sophia waspletely befuddled by his introduction, but she did grasp the important bit—this harp was


    valuable. No wonder that Anne girl was so unwilling to give it up! It turns out to be such an amazing


    object!


    But Michael discovered another key point: the Phoenix Harp was long lost and was exclusive to the royal


    family. It had been lost for hundreds of years, but through a Cethosian living abroad, it came back to


    Cethos again. At once, he thought of the Yard Family. When the Imperial Yard Family fled abroad


    hundreds of years ago, they brought away countless craftsmen. They still retained some long-lost


    Cethosian skills, so most likely, they still retained the Phoenix Harp. So, how did the Phoenix Harp fall


    into Louis’ hands?


    Michael had never heard of any connection between Louis and the Yard Family. Although they were all


    Cethosians who lived abroad, they had never met. Interesting…


    Michael had known Louis for decades, and he was not the kind of person who interacted with the likes of


    the Yard Family. Although Louis lived abroad, he was generally warm-hearted and schrly. Therefore,


    he would certainly despise the very existence of the Yard Family.


    Michael looked at that harp with aplicated expression. He had a feeling that this harp must have


    something to do with the Yard Family. The Yard Family is really everywhere!