Lucy called out to him a couple of times, but he ignored her and went straight into the elevator, leaving her rooted to the spot with a conflicted look on her face.
“Where’s Mr. Nacht?” Johann asked as he came rushing over with the men from the Commercial Crimes Investigation Bureau.
“He just left in a hurry to take care of some urgent matters at home. He’ll be in tomorrow for sure, though!” Lucy explained.
Johann froze for a moment before turning around and telling those men, “I’ll assist you with the investigation for now. Mr. Nacht will be back when he’s free.”
“Sure.”
Zachary could hear the sound of a zither coming from the Garden Villa when he arrived, and he saw Henry helping Robbie and Jamie practice calligraphy while Ellie slept on a bench nearby.
Spencer placed a blanket over her and was about to have the medical staff carry her to her room when Little Fifi shouted, “Daddy!”
Robbie raised his head when he heard that, messing up his calligraphy writing as a result.
“Oh, my god! Daddy! It really is you!” Jamie tossed the pen aside and threw himself into Zachary’s arms.
Zachary picked him up as he said, “Hey there, Jamie! How’s your writing? Let me have a look… Wow, not bad!”
“I’ve been training him for a few years now, and it would be an understatement to say that he has made tremendous improvements. Anyway, why are you home when there’s so much work to do at the office? Surely you’re not here just to have dinner?”
“There’s something I need to talk to you about,” Zachary replied as he put Jamie down and gave him a pat on the head.
“We’ll talk in the study room.” Henry placed his pen down and wiped his hand with a handkerchief.
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