Chapter 113

On the other side of the phone, Gideon sounded surprised. “Really?”

“Yup, really.”

The man ended the call in satisfaction after acquiring the answer that he was hoping for.

Nell heaved a sigh of relief. She suddenly remembered something and made a phone call over to Old K.

“Old K, you have anything new?”

“I’m on it! But nothing at the moment.”

Nell frowned.

Waves of disappointment washed over her.

However, she knew it was not a simple task to investigate an accident that happened five years ago. She remained silent.

Old K posed a question out of the blue. “Hey Nell, do you have relations over in the capital?”

This astonished Nell.

“What do you mean?”

“I found out the Jennings have been having very frequent exchanges in the capital recently. I’m not talking about business connections. But I haven’t identified the other party so I figured I might ask.”

The capital?

As far as she knew, Shaun Jennings had only been a broke university student before he married her mother.

Back in the days, the Morrisons were considered the richest family in the entirety of Jincheng. They had the groom move in to the family because of their only darling daughter. Grandfather gave his blessing to the marriage because he admired Shaun’s competence and efficiency.

The rest was history.

Shaun deceived everyone for over a decade, including her grandfather and her mother. After her mother’s death, the man even rebranded the then Morrison Corporation into Jennings Corporation, eventually occupying all of the Jennings' properties by force.

This was undoubtedly a shameless method of acquiring the top seat.

Although Shaun obtained some achievements in the end, it was considerably good that he could expand the business in Jincheng using the remaining influence left behind by the Morrison family. Why would he be acquainted with people over in the capital?

Nell frowned slightly but failed to come to a conclusion after a brief consideration.

“I don’t know. What does this have to do with my mother’s incident?”

“The two are not entirely related but I have an inkling. That person dropped by dressed in black windbreaker and mask each time, and all those visits happened at midnight. Do you think that’s an appropriate time to discuss business?”

Nell appeared slightly stunned.

She could not help but felt like something was strange about this.

“You’re right. Follow up on this! Fight for the chance to identify that person.”

“Sure, I’ll do all I can but that person doesn’t look like an average Joe. It might not be an easy feat.”

“Just try your best. Thanks a lot.”

Nell turned silent after the conversation.

She remembered Shaun saying that the Jennings’ position in Jincheng suffered a steady decline after her mother’s death, not to mention the oppression coming from Hancock. It seemed impossible that he would search for a way out in the capital.

Perhaps the person who came knocking on their door at midnight was indeed there for something more than business.

What could it be?

Her brows furrowed.

Instead of rushing home at night, she went to the studio to check on those members planning to participate in talent shows after the festive holidays.

Despite the festive season, the members had been assigned a hectic training schedule because the competition was approaching. It was also because of this reason that they did not return home for the celebration.

Nell consoled them with red packets. She finally left after another round of applause and encouragement.

It was already 9:00 pm when she headed home.

The winter night was freezing.

That did not stop the traffic or the pedestrians on the street. Quite the contrary, the area appeared livelier and busier than usual.

The traffic was congested since it was peak hour. Cars inched forward slowly every other minute. Nell, who was bored to the core, looked out through the window.

She suddenly found a familiar-looking car nearby on the left side.

It was a champagne-colored Bentley with a familiar car plate. It should be Celine’s car if her memory did not fail her.

Celine had been keeping a low profile ever since the school anniversary incident.

No news was heard from her for slightly over half a month.

Nell understood that Celine was trying to lie low until the fuss died down, but, even so, that incident would definitely remain as the biggest stain in her entertainment career.

What was she doing here at this hour?

This was not the direction to Jennings residence.

Of course, it was not the way to Morton residence either.

This confused Nell greatly. Logically, Celine should prioritize staying home obediently and not make any appearance until the gossip blew over.

Here she was digging her own grave, appearing in the downtown area in the middle of the night. What if someone discovered her?

Nell decided to tail that car out of curiosity.

The champagne-colored Bentley drove along the highway. When they arrived at the junction, the car made a sharp left and turned into a lane.

The lane was dimly lit. Nell kept her distance for fear of being exposed.

They continued on the road for over ten minutes after exiting the lane. The champagne-colored Bentley finally pulled to a halt when it arrived by the gate of one of the townhouses.

The door opened and a black silhouette hurried out of the car.

In the midst of the fog, the person could be seen wearing a black fisherman’s hat. The brim of the hat had been pressed low until the entire face was hidden in shadow.

She was holding something in her hands as she paced to the villa quickly with her head lowered.

Soon, someone came out from the villa to receive her. Nell failed to discern the person’s face due to the distance but it seemed from the body language that the person was behaving especially respectfully toward Celine.

Her brows twitched into a frown subconsciously.

She pondered for a long time but still could not come up with anyone within Celine’s connections that would treat her with such respect.

The person led Celine into the villa and the gates closed. Nell remained sitting in her car since she obviously could not go any nearer.

She stayed there for several moments, waiting. Realizing it was not a feasible plan to keep going like this, she decided that it was probably time to take her leave.

Right at this moment, she suddenly heard the wailing of a child.

Nell was completely shocked. Thinking that she might have misheard it, she rolled down the window to reconfirm her doubts. Indeed, someone was crying.

She was currently in the road positioned quite a distance away from the villas. Low shrubs were planted along both sides of the wide road about two years ago.

Nell got out of the car and started walking toward the source of the noise. She only took several steps before discovering a child about three to four years old crying miserably on a tree stump.

She was terrified.

Soft rays of moonlight peaked through the dense leaves to illuminate the enormous uncanny darkness.

The intense silence in the surroundings made the crying of the child sound particularly deafening. The echo that bounced off the empty streets sent shivers down her spine.

Nell swallowed back her fear.

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“Are you okay, little girl?”

She called out. The little girl who was sitting on the tree stump turned around to reveal a tiny enchanting face.

Despite the darkness, the soft moonlight revealed that the little girl was wearing a white dress layered beneath a pink knitted jacket. Her hair was slightly curled.

That cute little face partly hidden beneath the white fur collar of the jacket made her look like a delicate fairy of the night. She made an adorable sight to look at.

Nell’s eyes twinkled with brilliance.