The Promise of Happiness (Natalie and Samuel) novel Chapter 238

Chapter 238 

That night, Natalie stayed at the Todd residence. 

The maid that the butler arranged also came to take care of Natalie, but she was not used to being taken care of and was even more afraid that the maid was there to monitor her, so she sent the help away. 

When she was alone, she wanted to contact Yandel and ask him to help find out about the Todd family or the Hoffman family. However, she noticed that even though the battery percentage of her phone was seventy, there was no signal at all. 

Not only was she unable to communicate with the outside world, but the tracker that Xavian placed on her would be useless as well. 

For the whole night, she could not fall asleep. 

Since the mansion was dead silent, the sound of the wind blowing and leaves rustling were more obvious, giving people a spooky feeling. 

Moments later, Natalie decided to walk around the mansion. Hence, she put on a coat and got up from the bed. 

Incense and acupuncture were just excuses to buy time so that she could think of a way to save Cecilia. 

I must bring Cecilia out of here as soon as possible. In order to do that, I‘ve to be familiar with the environment and the roster of the patrolling guards. 

The mansion was humungous. Guards were patrolling around the courtyard and the main house, but since she was the miracle doctor invited by Liliana, neither the guards nor the servants dared to be rude to her. 

It was a dark night. 

The trees shook their branches, dancing in the night breeze, 

Only a few rooms in the whole mansion were dimly lit. Yet, one of the rooms on the second floor was as bright as day, which was particularly eye–catching. 

Seeing that, Natalie bent down and climbed over the shrubs. Then, she climbed to the window sill of the room on the first floor and stepped on the bulges on the brick wall, making her way up to the second floor bare–handed. Instead of entering the 

mansion, she only clung to the wall and listened carefully to the movements inside. 

“Five hundred million? It‘s nothing to me. What do you think of me? Now, I can afford to spend fifty billion, let alone five hundred million,” Milton exclaimed. 

“Milton,” the woman called out sweetly. “You‘re amazing!” 

“Who do you think you‘re calling? Call me Mr. Cheney!” 

“Mr. Cheney... 

This is completely outof my imagination. No matter what, the only thing I‘ve to do now is to ensure my escape plan is foolproof.