Married in a Flash Embarking on the Journey to Wealth novel Chapter 194

Chapter 194 

When Daniel was about to change out of his shoes, he accidentally kicked a pair of small slippers. 

“This is…a woman’s slippers, right? Is that for Ms. Miller?” 

Daniel didn’t think much of it and went to the master bedroom to gather a few clothes for Leslie. 

Once everything was packed, he walked past the kitchen and recalled Leslie saying about installing an air conditioner in the kitchen. 

He went into the kitchen, intending to find out why. 

As soon as he went in, he noticed that there were far more things inside than he remembered. 

There were all sorts of plates, seasoning, and even two matching aprons. 

“No, wait! A woman?” Daniel felt stricken and froze. “Mr. Synder has a woman living here.” 

He finally realized why the apartment looked different. A woman had been living here. 

He walked outside in excitement and accidentally stepped on a black plastic bag on his way out. 

“It’s so challenging for Mr. Synder to get a woman, yet he doesn’t even help to take out the trash. Isn’t he worried that he may scare her off?” 

Out of kindness, he picked up the plastic bag and stepped outside. 

Then, he tossed it into the garbage disposal bin next to the lobby. 

With that done, he returned to the office. 

… 

Aurelia dragged her body back home wearily. 

She collapsed onto the couch immediately. 

Then, she remembered that she hadn’t sent her heels for repair yet. 

Thinking of putting the shoes in her bag to avoid forgetting them the next day, she headed to the hallway. 

However, when she reached the entrance, the bag containing her heels was nowhere to be found. 

Chapter 194 

Assuming she might have placed it inside the cabinet, she opened the shoe cabinet. 

After searching for it, her high–heeled shoes were still missing. 

Frustrated and sweating, she hurriedly rushed into the bedroom. 

Perhaps she had forgotten to bring them back to the room yesterday. 

Aurelia turned the room upside down and even swept under the bed twice. 

Still, she couldn’t find her heels. 

It was at that moment that she thought of Leslie. 

This was Leslie’s home. 

The only person besides Aurelia who had access was Leslie. 

She hastily dialed Leslie’s phone, but Leslie didn’t answer. 

She persistently kept calling until Leslie reluctantly answered on the fifth attempt. 

“What’s the matter?” 

“Mr. Synder, have you seen my heels? The ones I left by the door. They were wrapped in a black plastic bag.” 

Aurelia tried to remain calm and continued, “Maybe you saw them and picked them up. Please, you must tell me. They are important to me.” 

“Important?” Leslie’s mocking tone carried a hint of coldness. “Very important, indeed.” 

“Mr. Synder, what do you mean? Do you know about it? It…”