My Extraordinary Wife

“Sir, money is not the problem. I’ll talk to my colleagues about this. If they agree to take the case, we’ll launch the investigation.” Then, he hung up.

Ryan stared at his dark phone screen thoughtfully. It’s really not easy to investigate something that happened decades ago. But that was exactly the reason he thought of commissioning Mysterious yet Majestic to help him.

He had heard that the organization was capable of solving any case.

Can they really succeed where the Count’s Mansion has failed?

At the same time, a typically inactive group chat that Ashlyn was in began pinging with a flurry of messages.

Quiet Forest: Someone is paying two million to investigate the case of Count’s Mansion’s missing heiress.

Flying Fish: Two million? Missing heiress from the Count’s Mansion? Hasn’t she returned?

Boss: Yeah. What’s the point of launching an investigation when she’s already back?

Lone Breeze: What’s there to investigate? And two million? All these dumb rich people.

Helios: The Count’s Mansion’s heiress has been missing for so many years. How can they find any clues now? The case might be workable if it was less than ten years old.

frown

was soon bombarded with a fresh wave of

Breeze: Hey, where’s Zero? Why is he missing out on

asleep? It’s

Is Zero suddenly subscribing to a healthy sleep

Are we taking this case or not? We need to decide now. I gotta turn the

case sounds challenging.

Who knows? We might

sent an emoji followed

Lone Breeze: Fine!

fine either

next morning, Ryan received an investigation

on his phone as he sat on the

yet Majestic’s case

yet Majestic’s request page. Lo and behold, the precious confirmation notice

They’ve accepted the case!

suddenly and inexplicably burned with

his elder sister was at playing the piano. In fact, she was a way more talented

in the day, his elder sister had won first place at a children’s

if she had been adopted by another family and had gone years without training, she couldn’t possibly forget everything she had ever learned. She would at least remember how to play a simple tune from our childhood. Yet, Mary claims she doesn’t