Chapter: 626

She would do everything to find the murderer and exact the punishment that person deserved.

Norah walked out of the bedroom and strolled around the villa, clutching the notebook.

Judging from the clean spots in the dusty space, Norah could roughly tell which items from the villa Iker had taken.

As she descended the stairs, Gilda and Chayce approached her.

“I apologize for all the dust. I was so busy that I forgot to have it cleaned," Gilda said apologetically.

Smacking Chayce's head lightly, Gilda chided, “But if you had only reminded me, I would have booked the cleaning services."

Gilda's words left Chayce speechless.

He felt like he was always the scapegoat. No matter the situation, Gilda always pointed fingers at him. But he was accustomed to it and didn't argue.

Gilda looked up at Norah and noticed her red eyes; Norah seemed to have been crying.

“Damn it. Miss, did Iker's family give you a hard time?"

Gilda and Chayce, as assistants, had been waiting at the door.

Soon after the Wilsons stepped into the villa, Iker and his family emerged with grim expressions. Hank and Elsa were even still swearing.

Gilda had believed that Norah had the advantage.

But then she found Norah in tears.

Gilda clenched her fists. "We might just be assistants, but we can still stand up for you against Iker's family. Don't feel down, please.

Chayce and I will sort them out for you."

She grabbed Chayce's hand and stormed off. "Come with me, Miss Norah.

We'll make sure they regret upsetting you.

“It has nothing to do with them."

Norah's voice was hoarse from crying.

“I discovered something."

Norah lifted a notebook. “It just stirred some emotions in me."

Gilda glanced at the notebook in Norah's grip. “I remember that notebook."

She was a few years older than Norah. When she was young, she used to be with Bernice. Bernice was going through a tough time back then, grieving over the loss of her child. She would spend her free time writing and drawing in a notebook.