Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 325 You Have a Big Heart, Miss Tiffany

Tiffany’s single-room apartment had an open kitchen, with the living room area just outside the kitchen. A small coffee table was placed in front of the sofa, making the space cozy and well-organized. It was evident that Tiffany took great care in keeping her place tidy and inviting.

Lilly settled herself on the sofa, gripping the glass of fruit juice tightly as she cagerly drank it down, letting out a contented sigh. “Ah..”

Tiffany filled up another cup of juice for Lilly, her curiosity getting the better of her. She hesitated for a moment before asking, “Lilly, why did you and your father come here in the middle of the night…”

Based on the encounter with the expensive Hummer carlier, Tiffany deduced that Lilly and her father must come from a wealthy background, making it unlikely for them to be residing in such a humble location.

Taking a sip of her juice, Lilly thought of how to lie to her…

No, Daddy said we’re not lying, it’s called telling white lies.

Hmm… How do I tell a white lie?

She then heard her father casually say, “I work as a part-time detective. I’m currently investigating a case, and I happened to receive a lead that brought us here.

Tiffany couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow in disbelief

“Part-time detective?” she thought. “Is that even a real thing? And why would a detective bring his daughter along during work?”

Blake crossed his arms and began to weave a story, “I Had to work late tonight, and my daughter has been patiently waiting for me in the office since her tutoring session ended. She waited for hours until now.”

Both Tiffany and Lilly had their doubts, but Blake’s serious expression and air of authority made them. question their skepticism…

It must be true…

Tiffany asked, “What case are you investigating. Am related to it?”

Suddenly overcome with nervousness, she wracked her brain, realizing that apart from mindlessly scrolling through her phone in the middle of the night she had not committed any guilty actions!

As for the remainder of the incident, he collided with his car during daylight hours….

Blake spoke directly without beating around the bush, stating, “Not too long ago, a girl was murdered, and her body vanished.”

Tiffany was left speechless.

A wave of fear washed over her once more as she realized… the body was gone?!

Her voice trembling, she stuttered, “I… I… I haven’t seen it before… No, it can’t be here…”

Blake surveyed the room, unsure whether she was present or not.

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After all, he had just been informed by Lilly that there was a female ghost trapped in this place.

away and were unable to move on

had conjured up a myriad of nonsensical

opportunity to discuss matters with Lilly yet, leaving him with no alternative

Or perhaps heard or seen anything out of

a stern expression, his lips tightly pressed together, giving the

business.

instinctively responded,

voice barely

seat, Blake retrieved a pair of

he leisurely donned the gloves, he asked in a calm tone, “No? Can you think

although she did

felt that her father

what Grandma meant when she said he was talking nonsense with a

Okay, I’ve got it!

racing with nervous energy. Suddenly, a thought struck her, and she hastily exclaimed,

rose from her seat in a state of panic, blurting out I’ve been

words, a

of dead rats… Could it possibly be

near the place she

hair stood on end, and she was on the verge of screaming in sheer

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manner.

did you defect it? And where is the

aback by Blake’s rapid-fire questions, causing her entire

the wardrobe… it’s strongest there, Tiffany replied, her voice

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recalled the peculiar incident earlier-an cerie voice whispering “Lend me seven years” in her ear, and the lingering handprint

observing them as they entered her room, and proceeded to open the

his gaze eventually fiting on the bottom of

in question was a drawer-type, measuring approximately 23.6 x 23.6

width.

of exactly 23.6 inches. While such a closet may appear inconspicuous,

the closet have now been

“What’s inside?” Blake inquired.

shook her head rapidly, replying, “I don’t

landlord…”

computer accessories and personal items.

in response, “And you

a house often comes with an understanding of respecting the privacy of the

responded angrily, “It’s just a

dispose of their old belongings. With no suitable place to store them, they opt to

to touch these things, or

“Quite trusting, aren’t