Chapter 359
Kieran’s gaze shifted toward Lila. He didn’t correct her way of addressing him.
There would be plenty of time for that later.
“What is it?” His voice was typically cool, but his mood seemed lighter today, making the usual chill in his tone feel much softer. The slight lift at the corners of his eyes revealed his joy.
Lila regretted asking the question as soon as the words left her lips.
Kieran chuckled as he watched her go from being fully confident to completely defeated.
His voice remained warm and soothing. “No rush. When you’ve figured it out, you can tell me.”
Lila nodded, making a promise to herself not to ask again. She wouldn’t act impulsively.
Amelie and Nicole eagerly examined the marriage license when they arrived at the Morgan residence, both beaming with joy.
This had resolved two major matters at once.
Frances said, “If I didn’t know better, I’d think you two were the ones getting married.”
“You old fool, no one will think you’re mute if you keep quiet.” Amelie shot him a glare.
Frances closed his mouth, still powerless under her control.
“This calls for a celebration,” Amelie continued. “Let’s pick a good time and host a nice banquet in a few days. As for the wedding, we can do it early next year.”
Nicole nodded in agreement and asked, “Kieran, how’s the wedding house you prepared? How’s the cleanup going at Vermilion Estate?”
Kieran responded, “There’s still some things to sort out, and we’re tight on time. We won’t be able to move in until the end of the year.”
So, there was still a little over a month to go.
Nicole understood and pulled Lila to sit beside her. “No rush. We’ll have people help when the time comes.”
Kieran nodded and tucked the marriage license away again.
He joined Frances for a chess game while Lila stayed in the living room, chatting with Amelie and Nicole.
By afternoon, Lila began feeling a little tired, so she returned to her room to rest. When she woke up, she planned to spend more time with Amelie downstairs, but as she passed the study, she noticed the door was ajar.
Thinking that Frances was inside, she opened the door but found the room empty. Just as she was about to leave, her gaze fell on the slightly ajar safe beside her.
“Is there nothing inside?” She wondered as she moved closer.
When the door opened, dozens of documents spilled out with a loud clatter.
Lila was startled. “These should be important files. Why are they just thrown in here like this?”
She shook her head helplessly. Clearly, Frances hadn’t paid attention.
She picked up the files and placed them back into the safe one by one.
As she was doing this, a familiar name caught her eye. Henry Hart.
Dad?
Things related to her father were likely from
were many years ago,
were they still kept in the
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But these were probably internal documents related to Morgan Group Back then, Henry had participated in developing
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Morgan Group core technologies.
She didn’t open them but neatly back in the safe, then
to pick up the scattered
files.
Lila’s grip on the file tightened as her gaze fell on the title of one of the
documents.
“Evidence of the Hart family couple’s car accident.”
Evidence?
Wasn’t the investigation into her parents’ car accident concluded as an accident years ago?
If it was truly an accident, why would evidence be needed?
And if there was evidence proving it wasn’t an accident, why hadn’t it been
handed over to the police?
Suddenly, she recalled Shannon’s and Pierre’s words.
“Was your parents’ death really an accident?”
It wasn’t, was it?
If it wasn’t, who would have wanted to harm them?