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?"

smiled faintly, "Nothing, I woke up early. But you look worried. Is it

"No, Cathy. But I

moment when I heard Blake's

came from the

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

Blake suddenly grabbed

I smiled. "Come on. It won't take

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

your

guessed that Patricia wanted to help me find my biological parents, and I was very excited

still have it?" Patricia

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

the necklace? There are so many valuable things in your drawer. All the jewels Blake bought were

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

Besides, the servants on duty are all well-trained.

I was

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

lost the obsidian

one who lost

my phone and found the photos. Then, I passed it to

a while, and then

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

raised her head, and looked into my eyes with mingled

with expectations,

reason, Patricia's face

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