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Seeing Chris' restless expression, Fleur smiled at Sasha and gave her hand a reassuring pat. "Lenny, stay here for a
moment. I'll check the kitchen."
"Madam Hamerton, you..." Sasha was taken aback. Was this elegant lady, who rarely got her hands dirty, actually
cooking for Lena?
"Don't you adore my deep-fried fish the most? I've made one today, and I must show you my culinary skills!"
Sasha's face lit up, and she eagerly agreed with Fleur.
Fleur maintained her smile and called out to Chris, "Son, come to the kitchen and lend me a hand!"
Unable to contain his excitement, Chris followed Fleur out of the living room.
Although Sasha was now alone in the living room, she felt at ease. She glanced around, taking in the grandeur of
the Hamerton estate, which exceeded her expectations.
Splendor Mountain was firmly under the Hamerton family's domain, with most of the relatives residing in this area.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMarco's residence occupied the most picturesque corner of the estate. Chris had his own separate dwelling, but he
usually stayed with his parents.
Sasha leisurely explored the spacious living room. She had heard about Marco's appreciation for traditional arts and
antiques, and the family boasted an extensive collection. As she admired the exquisite pieces of jade and ceramics
on display, each showcasing elegant designs and color coordination, she realized they were likely priceless.
If she did indeed marry Chris, considering he was Marco's only son, would all these treasures eventually become
hers?
Sasha grinned, envisioning a future of wealth and prosperity.
Meanwhile, Fleur swiftly entered a soundproof secret chamber after leaving the living room. She closed the door
and turned her attention to her anxious son.
"Mom—"
Before Chris could finish his sentence, Fleur raised her hand, signaling him to keep quiet.
"I already know," she said gravely. "This is truly strange."
When had she ever prepared deep-fried fish for Lena? Also, the Hamertons typically served braised Sterlet
Sturgeon to their guests. With Lena visiting so frequently, how could she not be aware of that?
"Mom, Lenny is definitely in danger!" Chris urgently exclaimed. "I've had a strange feeling these past two days!
Lenny... Something must have happened to her! I need to rescue her!"
"Can you please calm down for a moment?" Fleur looked at her son with a hint of disdain. "You're a former special
forces soldier, and you're acting so impulsively? Were you this impetuous during missions as well? You've
encountered significant challenges. How can you place your faith in superstitious signs like a strange feeling?"
"Mom!"
"I understand that this 'Lenny' is strange..."
"She's not Lenny!" Chris practically shouted.
From his initial suspicion to his current certainty, he berated himself for taking nearly an entire day. Who knew what
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmcould have transpired during that time for Lena?
He couldn't afford to wait any longer—he had to rescue her!
Chris abruptly opened a drawer in the secret room, revealing a small pistol that Fleur had used in the past. He
skillfully loaded it and was about to rush out when Fleur stopped him.
"Chris, what are you doing!" Fleur exclaimed. "Calm down!"
"How am I supposed to calm down?!"
"We haven't even unraveled what's happening yet. What's the use of you rushing out recklessly?"
Chris panted heavily, locking eyes with Fleur. Gradually, his rationality returned.
"I know you're anxious, but we can't rush into this," Fleur stated firmly. "If she truly is Lenny, your impulsive actions
will only frighten her. And if she's not... then she undoubtedly has Lenny with her. What you're doing now will alert
her!"
"You're right." Chris bit his lip.
"Don't worry, Chris!" Fleur smirked. "Leave this to me. Whoever she is, I'll make her reveal her true identity!"
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