Chapter 95 Truly Ungrateful

"Mr. Smith's back."

"Good afternoon, Mr. Smith."

As Michael walked into the old mansion, he noticed a bunch of servants hanging around.

Usually, they'd be busy with their chores, but today, they were all gathered in the front yard.

Michael's curiosity got the best of him, and he bumped into Benjamin, who was leading a group of servants to the main hall to see Mason.

While they walked, Michael found out that Mason had been up all night and started early in the morning to figure out how the mole had snuck into the mansion. "Thanks, Benjamin."

"Just doing my job. Mrs. Smith got home last night without any major issues, right? She must've been scared. She needs to rest up these days. Mr. Mason Smith feels really bad about it. How about we ask Efrain Hubbard in the kitchen to whip up some of Mrs. Smith's favorite dishes later?"

Michael thought Benjamin's suggestion was a good idea.

He nodded and remembered Emily from this morning, taking a deep breath, feeling uneasy.

When Mason saw Michael return, he wasn't surprised. He just asked casually, "You said you weren't worried about Emily, but here you are, leaving your work to find the mole?" Mason had that vibe of someone who'd seen it all.

Seeing Michael so concerned about Emily, his attitude softened a bit.

But Michael was stubborn. "It's not that, Grandpa. I have important business to attend to."

He did have important business at the mansion today, but he was also worried about Emily's distress.

On the way, Michael secretly vowed that if he found the mole from yesterday, he'd give him a good beating before handing him over to the police.

Hearing Michael's response, Mason didn't argue, just turned away with a pout. "How's it going?"

Benjamin shake his head, Mason sighed. "Checked

anything

a

yesterday? This investigation is a bit of a waste of time. Should I

not." Mason's words were immediately countered by

at critical moments, he couldn't help but

recall yesterday's events. Asking her now would only upset her

raised an eyebrow at Michael and shook his head

what

escape. I need to

the team out, and the living room

asked, "Where's my

kept happening one after

looked at Michael in

cross paths, he was always cold and distant, nothing like the warm and caring mother-son relationships. So why was he looking for

something

soon as Scarlett was mentioned, Mason

knows where she went, probably out

Scarlett's voice rang out from

dare you steal from

in, dragging a frail maid

this person is asking for it! I must

Scarlett threw the maid

Michael frowned and said, "Be gentle. She's a person, not a stuff. You can't

Scarlett. "What

to steal from Veda's room, but I caught her in time!" Scarlett produced the jewelry she had prepared

thoughts drifted again, recalling Emily's words, feeling deeply

gritted his teeth and impatiently said to Scarlett, "You have so many necklaces. If she stole some, just

she had to make it clear before sending

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