Chapter 498
“Perhops.”
“Do you really not know who killed my parents?”
Gordon was silent for a moment before finally speaking, “I don’t know.”
Sophie frowned, then escorted Gordon to the car, where the driver settled him in the back seat. Sophie sat in the car, still full of doubts.
It was destined to be a sleepless night.
Sophie whispered, “Could you take me to the Russell estate?”
“Address?”
Sophie pulled out her phone and sent Gordon the address of the Russell estate.
Gordon instructed the driver, “Drive to this location.”
“Yes, sir.”
The Russell family estate, according to the Russell family’s tradition, was only accessible during the holiday season. Since her father’s death, she had been living at Perry’s place and had not retumed.
Moreover, although this was the Russell family estate, no one had lived there aside from the family members of the Russell great–grand father’s generation.
Sophie felt unfamiliar with the place.
The mansion was located in a central city location and had been uninhabited for many years. It was only occasionally cleaned. The chill of the night wind was bone–piercing as Sophie got out of the car. She wrapped herself in the coat Gordon had given her.
The yard was desolate, clearly lacking a gardener’s care, but the security was impeccable. Sophie pushed Gordon’s wheelchair to the door. Only the Russell family’s key could open the door,
Sophie took out a well–wrapped, old–fashioned key from her purse, a key she always carried with her. She never left it behind. She opened the main door to a vintage two–story villa, which, from the outside, did not seem large. However, in the era a hundred years ago, it was considered the pinnacle of luxury.
After the death of her great–grandfather, her grandfather moved out. The villa also housed the ancestral hall of the Russell family. Sophie followed her memory. “If I remember correctly, the ancestral hall should be in a building in the backyard.” High walls were
erected around the Russell family’s backyard to conceal this second building.
This building was very ancient, clashing with the vintage decor of the front, looking as if it had centuries of history.
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“I never understood why we had such an old building. My dad once told me that this building had always been there, that the Russell family had always been prominent in Devonport, and that our ancestors had held official positions. But I didn’t quite understand what he meant, so I didn’t dwell on it.”
“The ancestors of the Russell family indeed held official positions, and your grandfather was an outstanding military advisor after years of diligent study.”
Sophie approached and saw the lock on the door. She was surprised. “L don’t have the key,”
Hearing Sophie’s words, Gordon couldn’t help coughing. “Don’t worry, I don’t remember this door having a lock…”
He said. “The ancestral hall is always locked. Originally, both the estate and the hall keys were kept by your father. Think carefully. Who might have the key to the ancestral hall?”
“Uncle Perry?”
Perry was currently in prison, and his personal belongings would have been confiscated.
When she inherited the Russell estate, Perry had not given her the key.
“Then it must be him. I’ll have my people check the police station. They should be able to find it.”
“Maybe I should go. I have some questions for him anyway.”