Chapter 1192: Pretty Face, Short Life
No, this secret chamber should be described as a golden room! Even the bricks of the walls are made of gold, and the ground they tread on is also made of golden bricks.” Camilla, born into a wealthy family, had never seen so much money in her life!
“Tsk tsk, this old man is really wealthy. Just thinking that all this will belong to Miss Pearl in the future, are you truly content, Miss?” Her teasing laughter ignited jealousy in Libby’s heart.
The woman clenched her fists suddenly, took a deep breath, and forced herself to calm down. How could she be content? Many of these riches were earned with her hard work!
“Enough of your nonsense, hurry up and see if there’s anything else here.”
“If you won’t say it, you won’t say it. But I believe Miss, you know better than I do what to do.” Camilla chuckled charmingly and turned to continue searching for secrets about the chamber.
Soon, she noticed that one section of the floor was laid with gold bricks differently from the rest. She tested it by stepping on it again. “Indeed, it’s different here. There’s something wrong.”
“Oh really?” Upon hearing her voice, Miss quickly came over to personally try it out. “It’s hollow underneath. Let me have a try, I’ll pry up these gold bricks and see what’s underneath.”
At her words, Camilla squatted down to help. A gold brick was quite heavy, and even with her strength, moving three of them was quite laborious. But if it meant emptying this golden room, she was willing to work herself to exhaustion.
After moving the gold bricks, they uncovered something buried underneath-a silver-white safe about fifty centimeters tall, square-shaped, with a silver lock hanging on it.
“Need a password?”
“Wait, let me think. What does the old man cherish the most besides power and money?” Apart from power and money, he cherished his precious daughter Pearl the most. Was it possible that the password was related to her?
Libby remembered Pearl’s date of birth listed in her birth certificate: November 23rd.
With a try-it-and-see attitude, she turned the dial of the lock to “021123.”
“It’s open, it’s open! Miss, you’re really amazing. You even know the password to such an advanced lock.”
Facing Camilla’s praise, Libby couldn’t feel happy at all. Instead of responding, she carefully opened the box.
The result disappointed them. Inside the box was neither rare jewels, nor precious watches or artworks, but a yellowed old photograph. There was also a book with a yellowed cover, showing its age.
She had studied Chinese and recognized it as ancient traditional characters of Chulae.
“‘The Art of Magic.’ What is this?”
Important enough for Declan to not only build a secret chamber for it but also cover it with gold throughout the room?
She casually flipped through it. Inside were rough brush drawings of various strange insects, with a few lines of text below. Many of the characters were unfamiliar to her, seeming different from Chulae’s language.
Camilla couldn’t understand it even more. She stood still for a long time, unable to recover from this blow.
“Is it possible that the old man’s cherished item for so many years is just this shabby book?”NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.
Yes, there was also a photo. The photo was black and white, but even without color, the girl in the picture was surprisingly beautiful. She wore a waisted round-necked dress, with long hair flowing down her back, revealing a face as beautiful and sweet as a lotus flower.
The girl smiled so sweetly that seeing her was like seeing sunshine.
“Is this Mr. Gilliam’s wife? So what if she’s pretty? She’s just a short-lived ghost,” Camilla said sourly.
She didn’t think the girl in the photo was anything special. Compared to herself, she was far inferior.
However, for some reason, Libby felt a strange sense of familiarity when she saw the person in the photo, even though she had never seen her before.
“She’s been dead for many years. Are you jealous even of this? Don’t tell me you really care about the old man. I don’t believe it.”
“Women like you only covet profit. Don’t tarnish those two words!” Camilla didn’t mind being insulted by Libby at all. Instead, she covered her red lips and smiled sweetly.
“Sincerity? How many filthy men in this world are worthy of it?”
“Independent and self-reliant women like Miss should never be troubled by love, after all, we only love ourselves.”
What’s wrong with loving oneself? In this cruel world, if you don’t even love yourself, who can you expect to love you?
Ignoring Camilla’s words, Libby turned around and put the photo and the book back into the box, preparing to seal it up.
At that moment, she noticed something else. Subconsciously glancing at Camilla, who was immersed in her own world and hadn’t noticed, she swiftly put the item into her pocket. When Miss Callahan looked over, she casually put the gold bricks back where they were.
“My dad is very vigilant. The arrangement of the gold bricks must not have any mistakes, otherwise, we’ll be in trouble.”
“Don’t worry, I know.” After cleaning up the scene, the two immediately left the study. Just as they reached the stairs, they saw Brody helping Declan back. They bumped into each other.
Declan looked sharply at the two, a hint of suspicion crossing his mind.
“What are you two… doing together?” Libby disliked Camilla the most. She had previously expressed her opposition to her moving into the mansion. But now it seemed like something else.
Libby’s heart tightened like a string, wondering if her father had seen her coming out of the study.
As she pondered how to explain herself, Camilla preempted her.
“My dear, you’re finally back! I missed you so much.”
“You weren’t home, and I was so bored alone, so I could only find Miss Libby, wanting her to accompany me for some basketball.” With a regretful shake of her head, Camilla continued, “But alas, Miss Libby is too busy… Today is the weekend, but she insisted on going to the company. I begged her for a long time, but she didn’t agree.”
“My dear, do you think Miss Libby might have a misunderstanding about me? I just want to get along well with her, so you won’t be caught in the middle.” Libby quickly understood that this was the excuse Camilla came up with and went along with her response.
“I’m busy. Go find my dad if you need me.” With a cold tone, she left without even looking back, not bothering to say goodbye.
Seeing this, Camilla pretended to be sad, wiping away her tears and stomping her feet in anger.
“My dear, Miss Libby really doesn’t care about me at all. Even if she’s younger, she should still respect her elders, right?”
Declan’s doubts were alleviated a lot. It seemed that things weren’t as he had thought.