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.

could not help but frown as

soon bombarded with

Hey, where’s Zero? Why is he missing out on all the

asleep? It’s

Zero suddenly subscribing to

We need to decide now. I gotta turn the client

case

Fine. Let’s follow Zero’s lead. Who knows? We might actually shed some light on

Forest sent an emoji followed by

Lone Breeze: Fine!

fine

received an investigation confirmation message

the simple message on his phone as he

yet Majestic’s

logged into the Mysterious yet Majestic’s request page. Lo and behold, the precious

They’ve accepted the case!

suddenly and inexplicably burned

gifted his elder sister was at playing the piano. In

received back in the day, his elder sister had won first place at

could she ever forget how to play the piano? Even 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