Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick) novel Chapter 363

The heavy silence in the living room was finally broken by Kieran after a few minutes.

He instructed calmly, “Treyton, put up a bounty on the dark web and see if you can get evidence of Charles being the illegitimate son of the royal family. Leave the rest to the legal team. I’ll have them draft up the document as soon as possible. Kiddo, just do as the lawyer says by then.”

Jennifer, who had been listening to him solemnly, said, “His identity as the illegitimate son has been kept under wraps for so many years. Evidently, the royal family is capable of preventing the spread of information. I doubt the dark web will have evidence of this.”

She did not call him by his name, for she could not bring herself to call him. Yet, at the same time, she could not deny the fact that Charles was her brother.

Treyton turned to her. “You have an idea?”

Jennifer nodded. “I might be able to find evidence.”

Craig had wanted her to move back to the Newton residence, and that would be the perfect chance for her to look for evidence.

Even though her father had passed away, his study and bedroom were still in the house, and apparently, Craig had made sure that the room was kept clean and untouched. Perhaps she would be able to find something there.

Treyton was not too keen on the idea. As he looked at her worriedly, he said, “You were just taken back in by the Newton family, so it’s too risky for you to do this. Charles is your half-brother whom you share a father with. Even if he’s an illegitimate son, he’s still one of the Newtons. If Craig finds out about this, he won’t let you off.”

“That won’t happen. Craig is the nicest to me among the Newtons. He always says that he needs to make up for the twenty and more years. Even if he finds out about this, he won’t do anything to me. Don’t worry.”

Time was running out; they only had three days. Jennifer was quick to act. That afternoon, she told Craig that she wanted to move back into the Newton residence.

Craig was delighted to have her embrace her new identity so quickly and join the Newton family.

That night, Treyton helped Jennifer pack her luggage before sending her to the Newton residence.

Jennifer had inquired around the house a little. Besides the housekeepers, only a few Newtons were around. Like her father, her eldest brother had passed away, and her third brother had business overseas and rarely came home.

In other words, her mother and her unmarried sister Jasmine were the only ones at home. Even Craig only returned once in a blue moon.

In no time, Jennifer found out from the butler that Craig had to work in the Federal Bureau of Investigation and was unlikely to return for the next two nights.

Not wanting to miss the golden opportunity, Jennifer promptly familiarized herself with the villa as the butler guided her around.

“Ms. Jennifer, the sixth floor is a restricted area, and you mustn’t go there at night. Other than this area, feel free to go anywhere in the villa during the day.”

Jennifer was confused. “Didn’t you say that the sixth floor is where my mother stays and where my father’s study and bedroom are located? If that’s the case, why can’t I go there at night?”

A troubled look crossed the butler’s face, and he lowered his head. “This is Mr. Craig’s order. You just came back to the family, so you don’t understand many things about the Newton family. In the future, Mr. Craig will be the one to explain them to you. All you need to do is to heed his order.”

Jennifer stared at the butler for a long while.

It seemed that there was more to the Newton family than what she currently knew and what Craig had told her previously.

With a slight bow, the butler gestured toward a room. “This is your room. Please get some rest.”

“Okay.”

After closing the door behind her, Jennifer went to sit on the bed to collect her thoughts.

Why can’t I go to the sixth floor at night even though I’m permitted there during the day? It feels like they have a secret. The more restricted the place, the more curious I am.

The villa was silent at three in the morning as the people were all in deep slumber.

Jennifer tiptoed out of her room and went upstairs to the highest floor.

Alas, the gate to the sixth floor was locked.

She could only see the dark corridor through the iron gate.

The wintry midnight breeze blew and brought a shiver to her body. It made the creepy sixth floor even more mysterious.