What’s going on?
In the next mont, Aaron saw his "kitten" helping an old lady off the cruise ship.
As if sensing sothing, the kitten looked up.
Across a distance of hundred ters, her gaze accurately landed on his face.
Before Aaron could react, Sumr Monroe, in a spot invisible to the old lady, gave Aaron on the helicopter the middle finger.
Although Aaron wasn’t from Cathaysia, the aning of the middle finger is universally understood.
"Heh heh—" Aaron chuckled instead of getting angry.
No need to doubt, that bomb... perhaps was bitten off by his kitten.
It’s becoming more and more interesting.
He turned his eyes and instructed the bodyguard through his flight headset, "Let’s go. Also, find out all her information."
The helicopter lingered over the dock for two seconds then spiraled away.
Sumr Monroe withdrew her gaze, as if she hadn’t seen anything, softly reminding Old Madam Stanton to be careful of the steps ahead.
The old lady wanted to make trouble for Sumr Monroe, but she hadn’t fully recovered, feeling feeble, and Henry Stanton was busy with work, constantly stepping aside for calls, leaving no ti to mind her.
Thus, Sumr Monroe beca her only support.
This feeling... was truly indescribable.
The old lady responded sullenly, leaning on Sumr Monroe’s arm as she climbed the steps.
After so ti, during the sunset, Sumr Monroe and her group finally returned to Stanton Manor.
Upon reaching the manor, the old lady went straight to her prepared room and slept heavily, lacking the energy to take a look at Clarissa Stanton in the rear garden.
Sumr Monroe estimated the old lady’s recovery ti given her age, guessing it would take about a week for full recovery.
During this period, Clarissa Stanton could already be buried as she had been laid out for seven days.
The old lady was unlikely to stir trouble, but she still needed to guard against two people, one being Mason Monroe, and the other... Felix Jennings.
Sumr Monroe sat quietly in the rear garden where Clarissa Stanton’s body was laid, pondering.
At that mont...
A muffled sound suddenly ca from the wall behind a locust tree in the rear garden.
Sumr Monroe imdiately stood up alertly, looking toward the direction of the sound.
She saw that a flower pot on the wall had been moved half a ter, and a bloody hand grasped the wall, soon followed by a woman, also half-covered in blood, climbing over from the other side.
Sumr Monroe promptly approached, coldly saying, "Who are you? What do you want? If you co further, I’ll call for help!"
The woman gasped weakly, saying, "Miss Monroe, I—I am sent by Young Master Knight to protect you. Our team was attacked, and now I’m the only one left... they’re still chasing ..."
Sumr Monroe rembered that Damian Knight ntioned sending soone to secretly protect her, but her caution prevented her from easily trusting a stranger.
"Don’t move! Let verify first!" Sumr Monroe said, imdiately dialing Damian Knight’s video call.
After experiencing two bomb incidents, she had to be cautious, in case this was the enemy’s trap.
The video call connected quickly, with Damian Knight’s voice sounding, "Sumr, what’s wrong?"
Sumr Monroe switched the cara, pointing it at the woman on the wall, asking, "Is she yours?"
Damian Knight’s eyes widened instantly, "Katherine!"
The woman on the wall uttered in pain, "Mm," and then tears stread down as she said, "Young Master, all our brothers are dead... they drove our car into the river, and I was the only one who woke up, broke the window, and swam up from the water..."
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