Twins in Her Womb (Bianca and Luke Crawford novel) novel Chapter 2693

Mr. Bennet already believed what Oswald said was true when they told him about the burglary at Pierre’s office.

However, he erred on the side of caution and asked them to tell him more about the details.

Oswald looked at him. He hesitated whether or not he should tell Mr. Bennet more about it.

If he told Mr. Bennet the burglary he committed in detail, he would be in deep trouble in case Mr. Bennet called the police.

Mr. Bennet noticed that Oswald had been quiet. He knew what Oswald was worried about. He said, “Don’t worry. I just want to make sure that you’re telling the truth. If what you said is true, then we know you’re working for Mr. Pierre. We won’t call the police if you’re Mr. Pierre’s men. You only have to tell me the details of the burglary.”

“Well, we broke into Mr. Pierre’s office that night, and we stole everything he kept in the safebox—documents, cash, and stuff he kept in the drawers. We were afraid that the police would suspect something was wrong, so we stole something from the financial department too. Most of them were cash. I didn’t steal the phones the employees left in the office. We left after that. Oh, the one who led the way for us was Mr. Pierre’s secretary. She can prove it. She met Mr. Pierre at my house back then,” explained Oswald. He clenched his teeth angrily at the thought of the pretty secretary whom Leroy took along with him.

“Come in.” Mr. Bennet immediately invited him into the house.

There was no difference between the police’s investigation results and what Oswald told him.

There were only two rooms that had been broken into at Pierre's office. One of them was the president's office, and another one was the financial department.

Pierre was not at the office. That was why no one knew what he kept there. The police reported that the sealed safebox was violently pried open and the burglar stole everything kept in it.

Also, the employees working at the financial department stated that the company’s cash had been stolen too.

The details Oswald gave him were the same as the police’s report.

Oswald and Flynn exchanged glances with each other and followed Mr. Bennet into the house.

Mr. Bennet told them to wait in the living room. Then, he went up the stairs in a hurry.

Oswald looked at the luxurious living room of Mallory Manor. He could not help but exclaim, “So, this is what a rich man’s house looks like. There’s a world of difference between his place and that pigpen of mine.”

"Yes. Mr. Pierre's family is extremely rich." Flynn could not help but exclaim, "Mr. Oswald, why isn't Mr. Pierre hiding here when he lives in such a big house? The police officers wouldn't be able to find him if he hides in one of the corners. He doesn't have to go as far as staying at our shabby house."

Oswald lifted his hand and hit Flynn on his head. "Use your brain. Would Old Master Mallory be happy to find out what Mr. Pierre had done? Are there any other places he can go other than our place?"

Flynn bared his teeth in a grimace and stroked his head. “Will they be able to find out where Mr. Pierre is if we tell them that he’s been kidnapped?”

“I have no idea, but we have to tell them about it. At the very least, Mr. Pierre’s mother cares about him,” replied Oswald. He had heard Pierre talking to his mother on the phone before.

Other than telling Pierre how things were going on there, Oswald could see how much she cared for Pierre.

Hence, Oswald reckoned that Madam Mallory would not give up on Pierre.

She was not a heartless person.

“Oh.” Flynn nodded. Now that he was here, he had no choice but to listen to Oswald.

“I’ve been standing for a long time. I’m tired,” complained Flynn as he stared at the expensive sofa in the living room. It was completely different from the one in their house.

He had never sat on such an expensive sofa before, and he wanted to try how it felt like sitting on it.

“Look at yourself. You’re a complete mess. Don’s sit on it. What are we going to do if we dirty the sofa and we’re asked to compensate for it?” reminded Oswald. He dared not to sit on that sofa.