The noises the two of them made pissed Oswald off when he was trying hard to figure out what to do. “Shut the f*ck up!"

The two men stopped talking and turned to look at Oswald.

Oswald massaged his aching temples and said, "We can't hide this, but we can't tell the police either.

We should inform the Mallory family."

"Are we really going to tell the Mallory family about this?" One of the men shivered for a moment.

It was them who failed to protect Pierre. If the Mallory family blamed them for this, they might give them a hard time.

"We have to. Pierre is on the wanted list now, and he was taken away. We can't hide this from anyone. The Mallory family won't call the police even if they find out about it. At most, they'll just scold us," analyzed Oswald.

The two men nodded their heads as they listened.

They were not really afraid because the house belonged to Oswald.

Pierre was taken away by someone else in this house, and they had nothing to do with it.

"Oswald, do you have Mr. Pierre's mother's phone number?" asked one of the men.

Oswald was stunned for a moment as he glared at the man who spoke. "How am I supposed to know that?! Look around and see if they took Mr. Pierre's phone away!"

The man replied, "Oswald, there's nothing we can do even if Mr. Pierre's phone is here... We'll need the passcode to unlock his phone, and none of us knows the passcode."

"Yes. How are we going to inform the Mallory family?" Another man patted his head. It would be faster to call the police.

However, they were not allowed to call the police.

Mallory Manor." Oswald pointed at one of the men. Madam Mallory was the only one who

to be careless. The sooner they informed the Mallory family about

up, Oswald and another man arrived at Mallory

two men dressed like street thugs. When he was about

Mallory isn't up yet. Please come back later," Mr.

the butler, right? Please tell her that we're here. My name's Oswald. Mr. Pierre has been staying at my house, but someone broke into my house last night. After he drugged me and my friends, he took Mr.

a moment. Then, he sized Oswald

a street thug. It was likely that Pierre

had secretly informed people from all walks of life to find out where Pierre was. If someone could provide useful information, she would give a higher reward than what the bounty the police

Pierre, and some even said they took him in. Later, it was

evidence do you have to prove that what you said is true?" Mr. Bennet blocked

came with him, and asked, “Do you have

photos. What if Mr. Pierre thought I was taking a photo of him to tip off the authorities?" Flynn shook his head.

stroked his chin and asked Mr. Bennet, “What we said is

same thing. You may leave if you can't prove it." Mr. Bennet sent them off as he

Pierre had truly been staying at his house. “You're just a butler. Why are you doing this? What benefit do I get from lying to

we bring Mr. Pierre's clothes here?" Flynn came up with an

be able

not even bring his clothes and daily necessities

only help him

he wore was bought from convenience stores and the stalls selling counterfeit

Mallory family

he started to believe

no evidence. Even if Mr. Bennet believed what they said,

yes, Oswald, didn't Mr. Pierre tell us to run some errands for him?"

remembered what Pierre had asked

hesitated to tell the

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