Chapter 122

“When will that be?! You know perfectly well what we have to do today, but you insist on causing so

much trouble. Do you even want to divorce? If Cynthia finds out, she’ll be mad at you too,” Rosalie

pressed.

She really couldn’t understand this man.

They were so close to getting divorced today, but he was causing all these problems on his own. He

claimed it was an accident, but it didn’t seem like it.

The situation could have been controlled. If he hadn’t gone to Cynthia’s place and instead come

straight here and had dinner with Rebecca, then he wouldn’t need to drink and everything would

have gone smoothly. They might have already left by now and gone straight to apply for a divorce.

Theodore suddenly grabbed Rosalie’s waist, and pulled her forcefully toward him. She yelped as

she fell into his arms.

Startled, she tried to push herself up by pushing against his chest. However, Theodore held onto

her tightly.

She tried to loosen his grip, but found him half asleep and groggy. She shook her head helplessly,

then got up from him and covered him with a blanket.

What should she do? Theodore was in no condition to steal the

resident register now. Even if he managed to get it, they wouldn’t be able to get a divorce.

Rosalie left the room and saw Rebecca standing at the door, smiling at her.

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“Is Theo asleep?”

“Yes, he’s drunk.”

“If he’s drunk, just let him sleep for a while. Do you want to take a nap with him?”

“No need, Grandma. I’ll stay with you for a while.”

Rosalie helped Rebecca into the room. They chatted for a while, and before they knew it, the older

woman was feeling sleepy. Rebecca lay down on the bed, and Rosalie covered her with a blanket.

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“Grandma, rest for a while.”

“Rose, you can take a nap too.”

“Okay, Grandma. You go ahead and sleep first.”

Rebecca was soon fast asleep.

Rosalie gently called her a few times, “Grandma. Grandma?”

Seeing no response from the person in bed, Rosalie carefully got up.

She quietly opened the drawer in the cabinet, wanting to find the resident register. She knew it was

in Rebecca’s room, but she didn’t know exactly where it was kept.

Suddenly, she spotted a box that was beautifully crafted and made of wood. It looked quite old, but

there was a lock on it, requiring a key to

open.

If Rosalie guessed right, the resident register should be inside. However, she didn’t have the key.

She needed to find it first.

Rosalie put the box back where it was, but she didn’t know where the key was. After thinking for a

while, she figured it must be with Zane. He kept all the keys..

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So Rosalie went to see Zane to ask him about it. She saw him. directing the servants in the yard,

looking busy. She didn’t approach him directly, but cautiously made her way to his workroom.

On one wall hung various keys, all unmarked. Only Zane knew which key corresponded to which

lock.

Rosalie remembered the keyhole of Rebecca’s box and spotted a

small, unique–looking key that closely matched it. Just as she was about to reach for it, she heard a

voice behind her.

“Madam Rosalie, do you need something?”

Rosalie recoiled, as if shocked, and turned to see Zane standing

there. She didn’t know when he had appeared.

She smiled and replied, “Nothing much. I’m just wandering around since Grandma and Theo are

both asleep.”

Zane didn’t seem suspicious. He approached her, and suggested, Madam Rosalie, why don’t you

also take a nap?”

“Alright then. Since you’re busy, I won’t disturb you,” Rosalie said, and left the workroom.