Catherine's POV

After I left the study, I searched the room again for the necklace. I even lay on my stomach and looked under the bed carefully.

But I still couldn't find the necklace. It just vanished. Was it really the maid who stole it?

The royal pack had always been strict with the servants. How could a thief blend into the villa?

I was very upset. I had a glimmer of hope when I heard Patricia say that she had an impression of the necklace.

But what should I do now?

I couldn't tell Patricia what the necklace looked like just by describing it.

I was restless, then I thought of my phone. I quickly found it and turned it on.

I checked through the photos in it. As I found the photos that I was looking for, I breathed a sigh of relief.

I almost forgot that I had the photos of the necklace on my phone. I could show them to Patricia tomorrow.

The next morning, clouds obscured the sun and shrouded the city in gloom.

I got up early because I knew that Patricia would come to the lakeside villa early.

I got changed and walked out of my room. Then, I saw Blake leaning against the wall in the corridor and had not changed his clothes yet. He was still in his grey nightgown and had a cigarette in his hand. He seemed to be in a bad mood.

He looked at me and then continued to take a drag on his cigarette.

He looked concerned, so I walked over and asked, "Why are you up so early and smoking? Did something happen?"

What's the matter?"

woke up early. But you look

"No, Cathy. But I need to

moment when

from the stairs. "Cathy,

to Blake, "Let's talk later. There is something important that I

suddenly grabbed my

I smiled. "Come on. It won't take long. Just wait for me, OK? I'll come back

saw Patricia. She wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and

look at your necklace from last time?

me find my biological parents, and I was very

still have it?" Patricia

I don't know where it is. Dowen suspected that

are so many valuable things

forced a smile and said, "You are right. I think so, too. But Dowen said that the

is very strict in recruiting servants. Besides, the servants

I was

a moment, I was speechless. Then, I said, "Patricia, it doesn't matter. I still have the photos of

lost the obsidian pendant. So, I told her about

I was the one who lost the

and found the

face for a

saw the two photos of the necklace. She pushed her glasses on the bridge of her nose

a little, raised her head, and looked into my eyes with mingled

I asked her with expectations, "Patricia, have you seen it

for some reason, Patricia's face

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