Chapter 510 Levi went silent for a moment before finally speaking. âI donât know.ââ
Maeve furrowed her brows and then escorted Levi to the car.
Alex helped Levi into the back seat while Marve, still full of questions, settled in the car herself.
It was going to be a sleepless night for her.
In a soft voice, Maeve asked, âCould you take the to the Scott Estate?â
âOhve me the address,â Levi responded.
She pulled out her phone and sent the address to Levi âLetâs go.â Levi instructed Alex âYes, Mr. Hackett.â
According to the Scottsâ tradicion, Scott Estate was only visited during Christmas. Alter Patrick passed away, Maeve had lived with Philip and hadnât reamed to the estate since. Although it was known as Scott Estate, no one had lived there since Otisâ
generation. This place was a stranger to Marve The estate was in the city center and had been largely uninhabited for years, save for occasional cleanings The night wind was boreâching. Maeve stepped out of the car, pulling Leviâs coat tighter around hersell. The yard was desolated, clearly lacking a gardenerâs touch, but the security remained impeccable.
Maeve pushed Leviâs wheelchair toward the yard. The inside of it could only be unlocked by a key of the Scotts.
She retrieved an old, wellâwrapped key from her handbag. It was a key she always kept close and never let out of her sight.
She opened the gate, revealing a vintage twoâstory villa. Though it didnât appear large from the outside, it was among the most luxurious of its time a century ago.
After Otis passing. Maverick had moved out, leaving the place to serve as a memorial hall for their ancestors.
âIf I remember correctly, the memorial hall should be in the building of the backyard,â Maeve said as she walked in, following her memory.
The backyard was hidden behind tall walls to conceal this second building. It was a quaint structure, contrasting sharply with the vintage renovation of the front building. This part of the estate looked much older as if it were a few centuries old âI never understood why there was such an old building here,â Maeve mused.
,with ancestors who held government positions. But I didnât grasp âMy dad once told me that it had always been part of the estate. The Scotts were prominent in Seathburn City, w the significance back then and never took it to heart.â
âThe Scottsâ ancestors indeed held high positions in the government, Levicommented. âYour grandfather was a dedicated scholar and became a brilliant strategistâ
As they approached the entrance, Maeve was startled to see a lock on the door. âI donât have a key for this,â she stammered.
Lead started coughing after hearing her words, âDonât worry, I donât recall it being locked...â she said.
âThe memorial hall is usually locked,â Levi replied. âThe key, along with the estate key, should have been with your father. Think carefully. Who might have the memorial hallâs Uncle Phil?â Maeve guessed.
Mailip was currently in prison, and all his personal belongings had likely been confiscated. He hadnât given Maeve the key when she inherited the estate.
âThatâs possible. Iâll have my people check with the police. They should be able to find it,â Levi said.
let ise gu. Hluve some questions for him anyway.â