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Chapter 798
“Sir, money is not the problem. I'll talk to my colleagues about this. If they agree to take the case, we'll launch the
investigation.” Then, he hung up.
Ryan stared at his dark phone screen thoughtfully. It's really not easy to investigate something that happened
decades ago. But that was exactly the reason he thought of commissioning Mysterious yet Majestic to help him.
He had heard that the organization was capable of solving any case.
Can they really succeed where the Count's Mansion has failed?
At the same time, a typically inactive group chat that Ashlyn was in began pinging with a flurry of messages.
Quiet Forest: Someone is paying two million to investigate the case of Count's Mansion's missing heiress.
Flying Fish: Two million? Missing heiress from the Count's Mansion? Hasn't she returned?
Boss: Yeah. What's the point of launching an investigation when she's already back?
Lone Breeze: What's there to investigate? And two million? All these dumb rich people.
Helios: The Count's Mansion's heiress has been missing for so many years. How can they find any clues now? The
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Ashlyn could not help but frown as she read the message.
She was soon bombarded with a fresh wave of messages.
Lone Breeze: Hey, where's Zero? Why is he missing out on all the gossip?
Boss: He's probably asleep? It's pretty late.
Helios: Is Zero suddenly subscribing to a healthy sleep cycle? Haha.
Quiet Forest: Hey, back to the topic. Are we taking this case or not? We need to decide now. I gotta turn the client
down if we're not taking the case.
Zero: I'm not asleep. The case sounds challenging. Let's take it!
Flying Fish: Fine. Let's follow Zero's lead. Who knows? We might actually shed some light on this cold case!
Quiet Forest sent an emoji followed by the message: Yup!
Lone Breeze: Fine!
Boss: I'm fine either way.
And so the next morning, Ryan received an investigation confirmation message from Mysterious yet Majestic.
He stared at the simple message on his phone as he sat on the bed.
Mysterious yet Majestic's case confirmation notice.
Ryan leaped off the bed and logged into the Mysterious yet Majestic's request page. Lo and behold, the precious
confirmation notice was in his inbox.
They've accepted the case!
His heart suddenly and inexplicably burned with excitement.
He clearly remembered how gifted his elder sister was at playing the piano. In fact, she was a way more talented
musician than him.
With the training they received back in the day, his elder sister had won first place at a children's piano competition.
How could she ever forget how to play the piano? Even if she had been adopted by another family and had gone
years without training, she couldn't possibly forget everything she had ever learned. She would at least remember
how to play a simple tune from our childhood. Yet, Mary claims she doesn't know how to play at all.
Her claim only fed Ryan's suspicions about her true identity.
As those thoughts crossed his mind, Ryan quickly freshened up and exited the mansion, heading straight for the
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In the dark room, Mary and Penelope were almost on their last legs.
They could never adapt to the room's poor condition thanks to their pampered lifestyles.
Penelope groaned weakly, “Mom... I can't do this anymore. I'm so tired.”
Mary hurriedly patted her daughter's cheek and muttered, “Don't scare me, Penelope.”
She immediately shrieked after touching her daughter's face. “You're so warm, Penelope! Are you running a fever?”
Penelope began drifting in and out of consciousness as she mumbled, “I don't know... I'm so tired...”
Horrified, Mary yelled, “Penelope! Don't sleep! You can't fall asleep!”
Then, she crawled to the door and banged desperately on the metal door. “Open the door! My daughter's sick!
She's running a fever! If anything happens to her, I'm going to kill you! Don't think I'm weak just because I'm locked
in here! I'm still the Yates family's heiress! Open the door!”
A long moment after her indignant screams, an old woman drawled outside the door, “Save your energy. Old Mrs.
Yates hasn't given the orders to let you out.”
Mary bit her lip in anger. This is all because of Ashlyn!
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