With the upcoming showdown against Nicole, he could not possibly lose.

When he arrived at the study room, he stood by respectfully beside the desk.

Nicole had a poker face on but her icy stare still sends chills down his spine.

Unexpectedly, when she was angry, her fiery aura was not to be underestimated.

“Yoda, can you write?”

Nicole, being the woman with a straightforward character, did not beat around the bush.

Yoda crooked a slight smile as he nodded.

“If that’s the case, come, write me something.” Nicole motioned him to come over.

Yoda tiptoed to the desk, took the pen and paper she handed him, sat on the chair, and started writing just as she requested.

Nicole warily observed his handwriting and hand movements. He had written in graceful curves and powerful strokes in a somewhat similar fashion as Evan.

Upon closer inspection, his handwriting still differed from Evan’s.

Some of the lines in his letters were awkward and slightly skewed, in stark contrast to the handwriting on the note found in the box.

Therefore, he is not the one?

Nicole pondered for a moment.

trying to gauge his expression as she asked,

sank. It was plainly obvious that she was

could she be to take the initiative to ask

like he underestimated how

he proceeded to type

interest piqued, she asked

long ago,

“box”, a sudden flash of guilt

fingers tightly and reminded herself not to panic since he had no evidence to prove that she had taken it. Then again, she was the one questioning him, how

Right!

Let’s continue.

her awkwardness and asked cunningly, “Are

flashed in Yoda’s eyes. Since she wanted to know more, he might

phone, Nicole was studying him carefully, trying to detect any slight indication of his knowledge of the

look got colder and colder, and after typing for a while,

stunned upon

to the burnt-down house, family heirlooms and pieces of jewelry,

and pondered

stand it any longer

blatantly. Who are your ancestors to be able to pass you such valuable treasures? Also, how could a box the size

 Ma’am knows about the palm-sized

“…”

Nicole’s face turned dark.

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