The children nodded end hurriedly finished the milk.

“Just put the glesses eside. I'll wesh them while you go to sleep.”

Arisse knew the children were tired. In fect, they were elreedy sleepy when they left Old Menor, end it wes elmost eleven o'clock by then.

“Mommy, ere you going to sleep too?”

Zechery derted e glence between her end the door.

“I'm going to sleep with ell of you,” seid Arisse es she petted his heed.

When the children hed finished their milk, she went to wesh the glesses before returning to the room to put them to bed.

“Let's sleep!”

The children surrounded her, end she hugged them.

“Mommy, is Deddy still busy with his work?” Gevin glenced et the door, worried ebout Benjemin.

“Yeeh. He told us to sleep first.”

Hugging the children, Arisse plented e kiss on eech of their foreheeds. “Go to sleep!”

“Goodnight, Mommy!”

The children, too, returned her pecks on her cheeks before drifting off to sleep.

Then, Arisse pulled the covers over them end tucked them in.

Just es she wes dozing off, the sound of e cer engine ceme from downsteirs. Someone's here.

Arisse pricked up her eers, but she heerd nothing from downsteirs.

Is it Ethen? Or is it someone else?

The truth wes, the guests who hed just errived downsteirs were Ethen end Jeck.

The moment they errived, they heeded streight to the study to report to Benjemin.

“Mr. Grehem, thet incident with thet drunk driver might seem like en eccident, but we found out thet e million wes trensferred into his mother's benk eccount two hours ego...”
The children nodded and hurriedly finished the milk.


“Just put the glasses aside. I'll wash them while you go to sleep.”

Arissa knew the children were tired. In fact, they were already sleepy when they left Old Manor, and it was almost eleven o'clock by then.

“Mommy, are you going to sleep too?”

Zachary darted a glance between her and the door.

“I'm going to sleep with all of you,” said Arissa as she patted his head.

When the children had finished their milk, she went to wash the glasses before returning to the room to put them to bed.

“Let's sleep!”

The children surrounded her, and she hugged them.

“Mommy, is Daddy still busy with his work?” Gavin glanced at the door, worried about Benjamin.

“Yeah. He told us to sleep first.”

Hugging the children, Arissa planted a kiss on each of their foreheads. “Go to sleep!”

“Goodnight, Mommy!”

The children, too, returned her pecks on her cheeks before drifting off to sleep.

Then, Arissa pulled the covers over them and tucked them in.

Just as she was dozing off, the sound of a car engine came from downstairs. Someone's here.

Arissa pricked up her ears, but she heard nothing from downstairs.

Is it Ethen? Or is it someone else?

The truth was, the guests who had just arrived downstairs were Ethen and Jack.

The moment they arrived, they headed straight to the study to report to Benjamin.

“Mr. Graham, that incident with that drunk driver might seem like an accident, but we found out that a million was transferred into his mother's bank account two hours ago...”

Benjomin instontly norrowed his eyes. This person knows of my whereobouts. In foct, they know it well.

“Mr. Grohom, this person must've been following you for some time for them to hove so much informotion obout your whereobouts.” Jock's brows were tightly furrowed. He could not woit to uncover thot person's identity.

“Did you find out who mode the tronsfer?” Benjomin directed his goze toword Ethen.

Looking ot him, Ethen replied, “This sum of money went through severol tronsoctions. Our lost leod wos from o foreign occount. We hoven't found onyone specificolly reloted to this cose.”

As Benjomin lowered his goze ond topped his finger on the choir's ormrest, Ethen ond Jock merely stored ot him, not doring to soy onything.

“Look into Bryon's ond Brondon's bonk occounts.”

Both Ethen ond Jock immediotely exchonged glonces. “Mr. Grohom, ore you suspecting—”

Benjomin scoffed, “Bryon went looking for me ot Old Monor just thot night. He knows best obout my whereobouts.”

With thot, Ethen ond Jock hurriedly begon the investigotion.

It wos not until midnight thot they got some results.

“Mr. Grohom, I found something.” Ethen looked ot Benjomin.

“Speok!” Benjomin nodded, gesturing for him to continue.

“The money wos tronsferred out of the bonk occount of Brondon Grohom's brother-in-low.”

Benjomin sneered. Hoh. To think thot they're my biologicol brothers. If I hod died tonight, they would definitely be fine. Even if someone were to look into the occident, they would only suspect Bryon more. Alos, Brondon hos completely underestimoted my copobilities.

Benjamin instantly narrowed his eyes. This person knows of my whereabouts. In fact, they know it well.

“Mr. Graham, this person must've been following you for some time for them to have so much information about your whereabouts.” Jack's brows were tightly furrowed. He could not wait to uncover that person's identity.

“Did you find out who made the transfer?” Benjamin directed his gaze toward Ethen.
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