Seeing this, Sonny decisively took the key from him and unlocked the door.


    It waste at night.


    The atmosphere outside was dark and the corridor on the top floor was shrouded in darkness.


    Even the Lights were out.


    Gusts of wind asionally blew, adding to the eerie touch.


    Crack.


    .


    The iron lock gave way, and the heavy iron door swung open.


    Sonny positioned himself at the front, protecting Lucinda.


    Inside was pitch ck, and Lucinda turned to the butler and said, “Turn on the corridor Lights.


    ”


    The butler appeared helpless.


    “Madam, the lights are out.


    I can’t turn them on.


    ”


    Lucinda was puzzled.


    “Why hasn’t Mekhi asked someone to fix the Lights?”


    “Well…” The butler hesitated, “It’s because of his mother.


    His mother’s health isn’t great.


    She’s sensitive to bright light, so she avoids going out during the day.


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    Shaw hasn’t fixed the Lights.


    ”


    “Don’t worry about that.


    ” Sonny then illuminated the way with his shlight and led Lucinda inside.


    The hallwayy ahead of them, shrouded in darkness, illuminated only by the faint beam of a small shlight.


    Every closed door along the corridor loomed before them.


    Sonny took the lead.


    He led Lucinda and the butler followed behind them.


    The first door swung open, revealing a study cloaked in darkness.


    Luckily, the study lights could function.


    Sonny turned them on.


    Then he motioned to two soldiers stationed outside the iron gate.


    They rushed in, feigning a search for the stolen earrings in the study.


    Moving on to the next door with Lucinda in tow, Sonny’s determined steps continued.


    The butler heaved a deep breath nervously and kept close behind.


    As the door opened, an empty bedroom came in view.


    The wood furniture, adorned with delicate pear patterns, boasted simplicity and perfection.


    The room gleamed with cleanliness.


    The butler exined, “This belonged to thete Mr.


    Shaw.


    After his passing, Mrs.


    Shaw imed to have trouble sleeping here, even sighting his ghost.


    She moved to another room, yet this one must be tidied daily.


    ”


    Sonny nodded, and the two soldiers, havingpleted their scrutiny of the study, entered the bedroom and searched meticulously.


    Exiting the bedroom, Sonny’s gaze locked onto the room opposite him.