Chapter 217
Seraphina invited Patrick to sit down in the lounge area, and personally got him a cup of coffee.
“Would it be pretty cheeky if I didn’t ept your invitation but still wanted to know about the case?
Seraphina asked Patrick, looking him in the eye.
Patrick stared at her and slowly began to chuckle, “Usually, I can’t say no to a pretty face. Plus, you
might change your mind after hearing about this
case
“Well, spit it out then, Seraphina said eagerly
1 need your help to look into this case because I’m somewhat involved, Patrick confessed, “I believe in
your abilities.”
Seraphina stared intently at Patrick as he continued.
The case started with his friend Abel Jones.
Abel came from a big family. Although their business wasnt top-notch, they had a wealth of assets,
complicated interests, and the family was rife with power struggles.
Property belongs to N?vel(D)r/ama.Org.
Six months ago, people started dying mysteriously within his family. To date, three stakeholders had
lost their lives, including Abel’s father
The three people died in different idents within half a year, leaving no traceable clues. The only
suspicious part was
The biggest beneficiary of these deaths was the same person – Abel’s cousin, Mack Jones.
“That sounds a bit suspicious,” Seraphinamented.
Patrick nodded, “So, Abel has always suspected these idents had something to do with Mack, but
there’s no evidence. All three idents left no signs of foul y.”
“So, the police can’t open a case or investigate, Seraphina mused, “You want me to help your friend
investigate this case?”
Patrick fell silent for a moment, then chuckled bitterly, “No, you’re not the first person I’ve asked. I have
another friend named Woody, he’s a journalist, and I asked him to look into these cases.”
“And then?”
Patrick looked at Seraphina and said slowly, “He met with an ident too, died in a house fire a month
ago.”
Seraphing listened attentively. “Was it because he found something?”
“I don’t know.” Patrick confessed. “He didn’t leave behind any documents. All the information rted to
the cases was destroyed in the fire.”
“No way. The fire could destroy physical evidence, but not digital information, right?” Seraphina folded
her arms as she sat on the chair
“Right,” Patrick agreed, “But there’s no information rted to the case on any of his digital tforms.”
Listening to this, Seraphina slowly said. “Someone is covering up the truth.”
“But still, there’s no evidence” Patrick reiterated, “There was nothing suspicious about the fire.”
“That just means these cases were meticulously nned and executed. The person behind all this is
no joke, Seraphina observed.
Patrick nodded in agreement. I got Woody involved in this case. I can say I brought trouble to him. So, I
must learn the truth about this case.”
Seraphina fell silent for a while, then smiled. Tm honored you invited me to investigate this case
“So…” Patrick chuckled softly and slowly asked, “Are you still nning on turning me down?”
Instead of answering his question, Seraphina just asked, “Can you show me the information you have
about this case?”
Patrick locked eyes with her for a moment, thenughed again.
That day. Seraphina put aside her work and spent the whole day in the office, reading through the case
files untilte at night.
When she realized the time, she checked her phone. It was almost midnight
Leandro hadn’te looking for her, nor had he sent her any messages, Clearly, he hadn’t returned
home yet.
Seraphina had been sitting for hours, and now she was sore all over. Luckily, she had almost finished
reading the files. She stretched her body and decided to go home to rest
When she returned to Reynolds Manor, everyone who should be asleep was already asleep.
She checked-Leandro’s study and bedroom, confirming that nobody was in
Seraphina went back to her room, washed up, andy down.
She initially wanted to send Leandro a text to check on him, but thought better of it considering he
might still be at Reynolds Vista Retreat.
After all, Gloria was in a fragile state right now. If she happened to see Seraphina’s message to
Leandro, it could stir up more trouble, and Seraphina would be the one to me.
Seraphina put down her phone and closed her eyes in peace.
She had received a lot of information that day and felt utterly drained. She fell into a deep sleep and
didn’t wake up until the next morning.
When Seraphina came downstairs, there didn’t seem to be anyone at home, not even Conway
She walked into the kitchen and saw Karan cleaning. “Karan, where’s grandpa?” she asked.
vipler 217
Karan looked at her with a somewhat troubled face and sighed before saying, ‘Conway found out about
the situation at Reynolds Vista Retreat”
“What?” Seraphina’s voice changed, “Who told him?”
Everyone knew that Conway disliked the disputes at Reynolds Vista Retreat, which was why he
preferred living in the nursing home and didn’t want to go back. Now that his health was deteriorating,
everyone agreed to keep him in the dark about the happenings at the Retreat. She didn’t expect him to
find
out.
“It seems like someone identally let it slip while on a phone call, the maid said, “Something this
major happened. Conway couldn’t just ignore it. He rushed over as soon as he hung up.”
Seraphina stomped her foot in frustration, “What was grandpa thinking? He doesn’t even know his own
health status, why does he have to meddle in those affairs?”
Karan hesitated before saying, “Conway knows damn well he hasn’t been doing anything all these
years. If he doesn’t step up now, who knows if he’ll get another chance…”
Before she could finish, Seraphina shot her a look.
Karan lowered her head. “That’s what Conway said himself.”
“I’m gonna go get him back!” Once Seraphina dered this, she turned on her heel and headed out.
Getting to the door, she grabbed her coat hanging in the hallway, shrugged it on, and flung the door
open. She didn’t expect to walk straight into a man’s
Seraphinas face hit his chest, and she couldn’t help but take a deep breath-
His body was really cold.
She looked up at him, Leandro’s eyes were dark. Seeing her made him slightly soften, but he still
looked tired as hell, Togzy to even lift his eyelids. His voice was a tad hoarse when he spoke. “Where
ya heading?”
“Where the heck have you been?” Seraphina countered, “Where’s grandpa?”