Even if the details they found out about the Smoking Devil was not 100% accurate, Iris could still use it to find more relevant information. She followed the Smoking Devil's trail and dug for more information about the underground auction.
Voilà!
She discovered other items belonging to the Vetrovs. The anonymous sellers were quite smart and cautious. They didn't dispose of the items in a single auction but spaced them out.
Like the Smoking Devil, there was no mention that the items had any connection to the Vetrovs. New backstories were made up for each of the items. Despite this, Iris wouldn't make a mistake in identifying them as treasures belonging to the Vetrovs.
Her fingers halted when she saw something that belonged to her.
It was her grand piano.
There was no mistaking it.
It was hers!
She zoomed in on one of the photos.
E.V.
It was her initials that she personally carved on one of the back legs when she was still a little girl.
Tears flowed down her eyes without her control.
"Mommy! Mommy! Why are you crying? Are you hurt somewhere? Please don't cry! Meowuwuwu!"
"Mother, please tell Bacon who has made you cry. Bacon will destroy that evil person."
Dom was also alarmed. He immediately ran to her.
"Boss, what's wrong? Ketchup, call your daddy! Quick! No, wait. Call the doctor first! Come, boss. I'll carry you to the hospital wing!"
Iris wiped her tears and took a shaky breath. "No need. Actually, I'm fine."
"But you're crying, Mommy! It doesn't look like happy crying! Meow!"
It took some time for Iris to reassure Dom and her AI children. Fortunately, the commotion didn't wake up the twins. To be exact, Little Mochi stirred from sleep but Ice Cream quickly soothed the baby back to sleep with her purr.
Little Matcha remained in deep sleep. It was in situations like this that Iris was glad that her youngest twin son inherited her trait as a deep sleeper.
In the end, Dom and the AI kids reluctantly accepted her reassurances that she was fine. They continued to worry about her, though.
"Mommy, Daddy is calling. Sorry, Mommy. Ketchup alerted my daddy as soon as Mommy started crying because Daddy told Ketchup to always keep an eye on Mommy. Please don't get mad. Meow~"
"I'm not mad, Ketchup. Thank you. Please answer the call for me."
"Connecting the call in 3…2…meow!"
"Are you okay, love?" Jin Liwei immediately asked without even saying hello. The worry in his tone was obvious.
Iris' heartache at seeing her old grand piano auctioned off to strangers without her consent eased a lot after hearing her husband's voice.
"What happened? Talk to me, baby."
"I…" Iris didn't know how to start. "I don't want to talk about it over the phone."
Jin Liwei paused before saying, "Alright. I'll head home now."
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