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?"

early too. What's the matter?" Blake looked

"Nothing, I woke up early. But you look worried.

his head. "No, Cathy. But I

for a moment when I

was about to nod when Patricia's voice came from the stairs.

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

Blake suddenly

in surprise. Then I smiled. "Come on. It won't take long.

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

I take a look at your necklace from

to help me find my biological

you still have it?"

It's gone. I don't know where it is. Dowen suspected that it was stolen

so many valuable things in your drawer. All the jewels Blake bought were

said, "You are right. I think so, too.

servants on duty are all well-trained. The

that I was making an

said, "Patricia, it doesn't matter. I still have the photos of the necklace on my phone. I can show you if you

that Patricia suspected that I had deliberately lost the obsidian pendant. So, I told her about the

lost

my phone and found the photos. Then, I passed

face for a while, and

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

her head, and looked into my eyes

asked her with expectations, "Patricia, have

reason, Patricia's

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