the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart Chapter 904: Ignatius Leclair Was Indeed in Ireland

Delphine hung up the phone, feeling sowhat persistent as she opened the computer and browsed through information on the local portal website.

If Griffith Squire wanted to cover his tracks, he might move day and night, in which case many things would indeed need to be conducted via online transactions; a fake passport could solve all the problems.

The local portal website was filled with various transaction information and posts. Delphine patiently browsed, quickly discovering a pinned post recruiting caregivers at a high salary, with a monthly wage jumping from ten thousand euros to fifty thousand euros, equivalent to four to five hundred thousand RMB monthly. The requirent was to have a good temperant, speak little, and take care of three als a day and simple cleaning.

Strangely, this post had been up for nearly half a month without finding a suitable candidate, constantly pinned at the top, and many people questioned whether it was a scam. Soone ca forward to clarify, saying the employer was blind, had a violent temper, and was extrely difficult to serve; the longest-ti worker only lasted three days, whereas the shortest was shouted out imdiately upon entry.

No wonder they were continuously pinning a high-salary caregiver post.

Delphine frowned, skipped this post, and continued searching for other information. After reading for a full two hours, she found nothing. Her gaze touched the pinned ssage, and, as if driven by a supernatural force, she used the hotel’s landline to call the number.

She used French, having spent several years in France, her French accent was very close to the local’s, hardly discernible to a common person.

The phone was answered by a stranger, whose English accent had a tinge of vernacular, but it was not hard to recognize.

"Are you applying for the caregiver position?" The other person asked in simple French, hearing her speak French, "French?"

"Yes, I want to know what the requirents are."

"The post states it, just good temperant is fine." The opposite switched back to English.

Delphine wanted to ask for employer information; the other party was very cautious, only ntioning they would pick her up for a trial tomorrow afternoon, and discuss everything then.

After speaking, the other party hung up, the call lasting no more than a minute.

Delphine was slightly stunned, considering treating a dead horse as if it were still alive; going to check it personally might put her mind at ease, given that soone in the post revealed the employer is an overseas individual, even the tis matched.

Arthur White returned in the afternoon, having walked around the whole town, excitedly ca over, knocked on the door, and said: "Miss Delphine, soone locally has seen the old Six."

This was indeed the best news in over a month.

Delphine initially couldn’t believe it, then she was sowhat excited, her eyes stung a bit, her voice trembled slightly: "Really?"

"Indeed, the old Six didn’t disguise himself. Being Asian, this area has few East Asian faces, so a local would definitely rember if one showed up occasionally." Arthur White was also pleasantly surprised, saying, "Perhaps the old Six wants us to find him; otherwise, with his skills, he wouldn’t let people rember his face."

"Did you find out where?"

"No, he drives a second-hand off-road vehicle, coming to town every three days. Considering the schedule, he should be here tomorrow. By then, we just wait and see."

After a brief excitent, Delphine cald down and said: "For now, don’t send this information back. Let’s make plans after we et and understand the situation."

The remaining ti was filled with endless waiting. In the evening, Griffith Squire called, saying: "During the ti period you ntioned, Ignatius Leclair did indeed co to Ireland, stayed in the Wicklow Mountains area for a month, and then returned to the United Kingdom. Due to the age of the records, only immigration records can be checked."