Charles shook his head and, after finishing the banana split, went upstairs to play with Mia in the nursery.
Emmie felt a strong sense of unease and decided to check the news on her phone.
She searched for "the Davis Group" and quickly found several articles reporting that the Davis Group was facing a major crisis.
She skimmed through a few of them, which all pointed to a financial supply chain crisis that had put the Davis Group in a precarious situation.
She gripped her phone tightly and headed upstairs.
Mia, who had napped earlier in the afternoon, was currently wide awake and lively. Charles was playing a game with her—a whack-a-mole style toy where a little squirrel popped up randomly from one of twelve squares.
He held Mia's hands and used a small hammer to hit the squirrels. "Oops! You missed it! Let's try again. Hit this one! You got it! You're the best, Mia!"
Mia was delighted, giggling nonstop. Emmie had anticipated that Charles wouldn't neglect his child, but she hadn't expected him to enjoy spending time with her so much.
Emmie didn't want to interrupt their rare bonding time, so she retreated to their bedroom to take a shower. As she opened the closet to fetch her pajamas, her gaze fell on the storage box at the bottom shelf.
She frowned as she found it strange.
She was a meticulous person, always organizing off-season clothes neatly in storage boxes, sealing them with mothballs to keep out dust and insects. However, it was oddly ajar that day, as if someone had opened it.
She squatted down to open the box and found that the clothes inside were a bit disheveled.
When she rummaged through it, she felt something hard and cold inside. It was like stones.
When she pulled them out, her eyes widened in shock. They weren't stones. They were gold bars.
Heavy gold bars the size of bricks, each weighing several pounds. Emmie's mind raced as these weren't hers. She emptied the box and found five gold bars in total.
Her first thought was that she had been framed. Just as she was about to call the police, she remembered Charles's earlier comment that the house was already under her name.
Could it be Charles?
At that moment, Charles appeared in the doorway. He was looking at Emmie crouching on the floor with the gold bars in her hands and didn't seem surprised.
It was then she knew for sure that it was he who placed the gold bars there.
Emmie stood up and looked at him intently. "What's the meaning of this?"
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