The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

The first room Frank entered had a coffin placed dead center, with various other burial items around it.

Upon closer look, there were signs that they had been moved.

"This isn't a tomb... It's a hideout!" Lara exclaimed.

"Wrong. This isn't made specifically to be a hideout-it was a tomb, later fashioned into a hideout,' Frank explained as he realized why there was no significant structural damage inside-someone had dug an additional passage directed here, a place to hide. Lara nodded. "Makes sense... But if there were people who used this as a hideout, why didn't they take the artifacts?"

"It's most likely because of the era when it was built," Frank replied. "Think about it-in which period would you need a hideout?"

Lara realized with a start at Frank's explanation. "So they dug it during a war? That does explain it, since antiques aren't worth anything during such times."

Frank nodded and led her to the next room-it was a lot less interesting, as it was mostly empty and the floor showed signs of cracks.

"It seems that the antiques were launched out of this room," Frank said, staring at a human-sized gap while listening carefully and soon hearing the trickling sounds of water.

fall,

ignored that and headed to

or antiques, just stacks of

Lara said as she pointed at the stacks but did not open

no specialist, it would

she kept strolling around, she noticed a painting that

had heard about the painting too. "Wait, could the one in the

her head. "I don't

trailed off, her expression turning dark as her whole body

her and was surprised when Lara threw herself into his arms, clinging

aphrodisiac?" Frank murmured as he quickly pushed her away and sniffed the

curious smell in the air, and it came from that