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?"

too. What's the matter?" Blake looked

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

shook his head. "No, Cathy. But

moment when I

voice came from the stairs. "Cathy, is that you? Are

said to Blake, "Let's talk later.

suddenly

looked at him in surprise. Then I smiled. "Come on. It won't take long. Just wait for me, OK? I'll

a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and stood at the head of the stairs,

your necklace from

find my biological parents, and I was very

still have

don't know where it is. Dowen suspected

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

so, too. But Dowen said that the maid probably

the servants on duty are all well-trained. The

might think that I

I still have the photos of the

the obsidian pendant. So,

felt strange since I was the one who lost the necklace. I felt bad enough. Why was

phone and found the photos. Then, I passed it

looked at my face for a while, and then she took

necklace. She pushed her glasses on

raised her head, and looked into my eyes

asked her with expectations, "Patricia,

reason, Patricia's face

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