Classic Novel
Chapter 919
Chapter 919
The corridor was dimly lit, with the faint glow of Lionel’s flashlight revealing the closed doors along the way. Lionel led Sheena forward, with the butler trailing behind.
Opening the first door revealed a study, its lights still operational.
Lionel waved to the two soldiers waiting outside the iron door, who promptly rushed in, pretending to search for the missing crystal earrings.
Without delay, Lionel led Sheena to the next room, with the nervous butler following closely.
As the door swung open again, it revealed an empty bedroom furnished with intricately carved mahogany furniture. Everything was simple yet elegant and impeccably clean.
The butler explained, “This used to be Mr. Wesley Nicholls‘ room. Since his passing, Madam Nicholls has often claimed to see him here, so the room has remained vacant. Mr. Romello has the servants clean it daily.”
Lionel nodded, pretending to inspect the study as the soldiers did, before carefully searching the bedroom.
Exiting the bedroom, Lionel’s gaze shifted to the room across the hall, where faint sounds of rattling chains could be heard. He glanced back at Sheena, who was already looking at him.
Their expressions were grave, a sense of unease creeping over them.
Just as Lionel was about to approach the door handle, the butler suddenly stepped in front of him, blocking the doorway.
“This room is Madam Nicholls’s current bedroom. At this hour, she’s already asleep. Disturbing her would not be wise. You can’t enter!”
The more adamant the butler’s reaction, the more suspicious the room seemed.
Sheena chimed in, “I’ve been playing at the Nicholls residence since | was a child, and Auntie Vanda is very fond of me. If she knows I’ve lost my beloved crystal earrings, | believe she'll understand.”
Lionel immediately tried to bypass the butler and force the door open.
“No, you can’t! You can’t enter this room at all! Mr. Romello would be furlous if he found out!
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The butler clung to the doorframe, desperately blocking the entrance.
He was so nervous that even his breathing quickened.
Perhaps due to the commotion outside, the sound of chains dragging on the floor inside. could be heard again. Both sides remained at a stalemate for several minutes.
Seeing that time was running out, Lionel could only apologize.
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Lionel took a few steps forward, reaching for the door handle, when suddenly a man’s angry shout echoed from the staircase. “Stop!” That voice...
Lionel and Sheena both looked out of the iron door, only to see Romello sprinting up the stairs, his breath heavy and his face contorted in rage.
Behind him, several bodyguards followed, holding lamps as they entered the corridor. Sheena frowned, clenching her fists.
With Romello back, the chances of finding Phoebe and checking on her condition seemed slim.