At the hotel.
Luna Durant stood in front of the balcony, her gaze piercing through the glass window, her brows tightly knitted.
"No check-in record, no surveillance footage, not even out of the door—did he vanish into thin air?!"
She held the phone to her ear, Luna Durant was furious.
Usually, Luna Durant rarely had the chance to et Pedro Langley.
Since New Year’s Eve, Pedro Langley had deliberately avoided her, several tis when he was supposed to appear, she eagerly rushed over, but didn’t get to see him, only to find out it was canceled last minute.
Last night, they suddenly t, but were caught by Pedro Langley... That scene left her stunned.
It took a whole night for her to calm down gradually.
After the program recording, she was supposed to go to Xiangel City for an event announcent this morning, but she postponed it.
She had her assistant check Pedro Langley’s room number, only to discover he hadn’t even checked in; later, she tried to find Pedro Langley through surveillance, but found no trace of him.
The dumbest thod was to wait at the door.
But—
The assistant waited downstairs all morning, yet didn’t catch a glimpse of Pedro Langley.
It was as if this person vanished into thin air. Last night’s encounter felt like an illusion.
"He might have co for so business and left after finishing."
The assistant on the other end of the call timidly analyzed.
This was the only possibility.
Even if Luna Durant didn’t want to believe it, she had to admit the assistant’s analysis made sense.
If he was really here to stay at the hotel, how could he not check-in at all?
This hotel isn’t owned by his family.
"Keep waiting, and if you don’t see him until nightfall, then we’ll reconsider," Luna Durant instructed, unwilling to give up.
"Yes."
The assistant agreed obediently.
Luna Durant angrily hung up the phone, dropped herself onto the wicker chair on the balcony, and rubbed her temple in frustration.
In no ti, her phone vibrated.
Thinking that the assistant had discovered new information, Luna Durant eagerly picked it up, only to see it was [Sister] calling. Her initial urgency faded, she heaved a sigh, cald herself, and answered the call.
"Sister."
When she received this call, Luna Durant suitably restrained her flamboyant temper.
"The chanical object you bought from Durant Antiques is indeed a work of Master Sliver." The voice on the other end was direct and concise, carrying an air of brisk efficiency.
"Oh."
Luna Durant sighed in relief.
Having the gingko leaf logo didn’t necessarily an it was Master Sliver’s work.
So after obtaining the chanical object, her first task was to compare it with others, and then verify it.
They had professional carpenters, and the result of their verification would hardly be wrong.
"Did you inquire?"
Luna Durant irritably said, "The people in their shop are extrely tight-lipped. The ordinary clerks don’t even know the origins. It’s said that even their managers aren’t clear about the specifics, genuine or not, it’s uncertain."
If it’s related to Durant Antiques, getting information proved to be difficult.
The people working for the Durant main family were mostly beneficiaries of the Durant’s favor, deeply loyal to them, and as soon as Durant was ntioned, they’d beco protective. Extracting any information from them was exceedingly hard.
"The route via the underground auction is different, we can only take that path. As for Durant Antiques, I’ll send soone to inquire further."
"Their family has extensive connections in the Northwest. Could they know Master Sliver?" Luna Durant analyzed, "Or is our inability to track down Master Sliver because their family is suppressing the information?"
"To keep news this tightly sealed, it’s not just the Durant family’s influence at play."
"..."
Luna Durant gritted her teeth.
Is one Durant family protector not enough?!
What on earth is this Master Sliver?!
Whether it’s Master Sliver or the Wraith Lachlan, they’re all shrouded in mystery. In this information age, finding a person shouldn’t be this difficult.
Luna Durant asked, "What about the antique the family needs to transport?"
"All personnel have been arranged, it’ll be transported to Lai’an City tomorrow."
"Are these people reliable..."
Luna Durant murmured skeptically.
She had more faith in the reputation of the Wraith Lachlan.
After all, "walking by the river, how can you not get your shoes wet," no matter how brilliant soone is, they’ll slip up once or twice. Yet this "Wraith Lachlan" has never failed even once.
Five years ago, Lachlan made a na in one crucial battle, and after that, their reputation skyrocketed with countless legendary tales erging, too many to count.
Such a figure, until they face their first defeat, remains a "god-like" existence.
And now—
They have employed a host of regular security personnel and a few well-regarded bodyguards from the industry.
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