Chapter 285 A Golden House

At that moment, Nelson's voice came from inside. "Where is the pers

you mentioned: Where are they?"

"Let's go, we're about to see a good show."

I stepped into the room. The only thing inside was a bare bed, and there was no sign of Silas

Though I hadn't expected them to call the police, I knew full well that the estate had their eyes everywhere. There was no way I'd let them see Silas being moved out openly. Such matters needed to be handled quickly, and I made sure Silas didn't stay longer than necessary.

Fortunately, I had just sent Silas away before the police arrived.

Linda looked at me. her face filled with disbelief. "Where is he? I've been watching! There's no way you could have taken him!"

Adam was starting to notice something was off; he asked. "Why have you been staring at this room?"

I replied casually, "Linda, you worked at the estate for a long time, right? I'm curious-how did you figure out there was a body in there just from a cleaning tool and a bag?"

"W-who would prepare a body bag for someone?" She snapped.

"Maybe you made a mistake. That wasn't a body bag. It's just a large trash bag used for cleaning

"Impossible! I clearly saw the bodyguard carry a tall man inside. Now the man is gone. Did you kill him?"

I sighed helplessly. "Captain Tucker, you guys are supposed to follow the evidence, right? She has no witnesses, no physical proof, just baseless claims. Do you believe everything she says?"

"Mrs. Bolton, don't worry. We won't wrong anyone. Miss, if you can't provide any proof, we'll have to treat this as a false alarm."

Linda grew desperate. "Then why are you rushing to clean up?"

I gave a small smile and said, "Linda, you're so sure there's someone here, a body no less. Could it be that you're the one who killed him? Is that why you're so sure?"

Her expression faltered, revealing her nervousness. She wasn't a professional killer, and her face betrayed.

her.

She was just a pawn, thrown into the situation, without any of the cunning comparable to Anna's.

"H-how could 1 be capable of killing anyone?"

I stepped

closer, pressing her. "If you didn't kill him, why are you so anxious? Why did you call the cops so confidently? You've got something to hide!"

Nelson, who had been working in law enforcement for years, could see Linda's nervousness. He asked solemnly. "Ms. Linda, it looks like you're coming with us. We'll be charging you with making a false report.

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officers. You have to believe me! Someone really

""What about it?"

almost spilled the truth but caught herself

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do anything wrong, where did the living man go? What about the bodyguard outside? How

with a faint smile. "I didn't know the estate was being run by

more confused, added, "Yeah, what do you

to Carter, still puzzled. "But what's going on here? Why

calmly, Damian, show them

sight underneath the mattress. There

in every nearby cabinet-bars of

gold nearly

these perfectly arranged gold bars was still

had been kept in a golden house,

these gold bars had

wealthy, but this level of

time, had never encountered the amount

""Mr. Bolton, you...

you understand why there are bodyguards outside, right? That bag isn't for a body- it's for

casually played with one of the bars. "As for the origins of this gold, I think I don't need to explain

wiped the sweat from his forehead. He must have been thinking that the life of the rich was beyond his imagination.

This is your job, I understand.

"Yes, Mr. Carter."

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out, leaving the

asked, "Why are you hoarding

shot me a glance and said, "To marry

shift to me caught me off guard, and my

was I supposed to know? He was like a squirrel hoarding nuts,

throat. "What did she mean by that?

know that Silas was lis

this looks like a place where we're

someone in a

grumbled and helped Jeffrey out. Luke sighed in relief and

I knelt down and carefully touched one of the gold bars.

softly. "Want to take

here, but

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