Her Seven Little Bodyguards novel Chapter 416

Chapter 420

The fortune teller heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that they were leaving. "Let me walk you out." He led Hanson and the rest of them out of the building. After they got into the car, Vania was still thinking about what the fortune teller had said earlier. "If we could find that woman, perhaps we'd figure out how we could talk to Master Gordon." Technically, the fortune teller did give them some helpful information.

At least, they were now sure that Gordon knew the truth and that The Great Chemist was staying somewhere in the mountains. These two pieces of information would reduce their effort spent on other useless things.

"Let's go take another look around Bamboo Pavilion, Boss," Linda suggested. To find a woman from 20 years ago was like searching for a needle in the haystack—they were most likely going to fail. However, Linda didn't want to trigger Vania's emotions. So, she figured they might gain more information if they visited Old Mr. Bamboo in the Bamboo Pavilion.

"What did the little masters say?" Vania had sent all of the names they got to her little masters, and she had ordered them to do some research on these names. She figured that this would make things easier for them. They had used the same tactics with the fortune teller earlier, so they managed to target his weak spot and get the answers they needed within a short period of time.

"They have yet to respond to us," Linda replied.

"Let's not wait any longer. We can make a move first," Vania said. James had gotten back to them about the fortune teller almost immediately. Still, it seemed like both Old Mr. Bamboo and Gordon weren't just regular people—that was why it took longer for the little masters to gather information about them.


"No. Let's return to the hotel and wait for them to get back to us." Hanson offered his own opinion. If they were going to head over without having any information in their hands, he was worried that things would turn out the way they did with Gordon. He didn't want them to come home empty-handed. On the other hand, he knew that they couldn't waste any opportunity to meet these individuals, as they might not be able to meet them a second time.

Vania thought about what he said. "Alright, then. Let's return to the hotel and get some rest while we wait for the little masters' responses." Linda was the one who chose the lodging, and it was one of the most luxurious resorts in that area—Chemist Dungeon. The hotel's self-introduction claimed that The Great Chemist had once stayed in their place more than ten years ago. Nevertheless, Vania and the rest weren't too bothered by this description—after all, half the hotels in Gondalwelt made the same claims.

Linda had booked a suite with two rooms—one for Hanson and Vania and another for herself and Larry. Even though the place was considered luxurious in the area, its environment was still much shabbier compared to Hammond. Vania pulled out a disposable bed sheet she had prepared for the trip. "We'll have to settle with what we have, I guess."

Hanson was a clean freak, and he couldn't bear to use items that had been used by someone else. Unfortunately, with the environment that they were in, this was the best that they could have. "Everything's fine as long as you're here." Hanson had come to the realization that he seemed to be more adaptive as long as Vania was with him.

It was past 10.00PM by the time they settled down in the hotel, but the little masters had yet to get back to them. "I'm afraid we'll have to visit the Bamboo Pavilion tomorrow. So, let's just rest for now." Before Vania went to bed, she messaged her babies to remind them not to stay up the entire night doing their research.

'Don't worry about us, Mommy. We have a plan,' James texted. They had already arranged a shift among themselves, where one person would sleep while the other would keep an eye on the computer. With this plan, they'd be able to ensure that someone was keeping an eye on the computer 24/7. Then, if Vania needed them for anything, they'd be able to offer assistance immediately.

Vania knew that her children had plans of their own, so she knew better than to tell them what to do. 'Take care,' she replied.

'Don't worry, Mommy,' James replied. Right when Vania was texting her babies, someone rang the doorbell of their hotel room. "What is it?" Larry made his way to the door.