After listening to these past events, Elias remained silent for a moment before making a gesture.
He walked directly to the bookshelf and pressed a switch, causing the books on the shelves to move apart, revealing a square hole on the wall.
Inside the hole was a small wooden box, carved with an intricate pattern, made of yellow rosewood.
From the craftsmanship, one could easily tell that this was the work of Chulae craftsmen.
Above the lock cylinder were letters “CH”, indicating the owner’s name. It should be brought back by Rohan from Chulae.
When Patrick saw this ancient and magical box, his eyes immediately lit up, staring intently at the exquisitely crafted box.
His mind was flooded with a continuous stream of inspiration, and he sighed, “Chulae truly deserves to be a civilization with a long history. This box is ingeniously designed, truly a masterpiece.”
“If you don’t have the key, even if you smash the box, you won’t be able to open it. I have read about such locks in books before, but never had the opportunity to see one. Who would have thought we had one in our house?”
Elias pulled out a five to six centimeters long plum-shaped metal key from the pocket of his suit jacket. He found it among his father’s belongings.
He initially thought it was the key to his father’s treasure trove, but he didn’t expect it to belong to the secret compartment in the study.
After inserting the key into the lock cylinder, he first turned it twice, and then with a little force, he pushed it in without needing to twist it.
Snap!
The lock opened.
In that instant, the atmosphere in the study became quiet, so quiet that one could hear each other’s heartbeat and breath clearly.
Subconsciously, everyone held their breath, slowing down the pace of their heartbeats. Four pairs of eyes stared at the box attentively, with Abram unable to contain his curiosity, urging his older brother to take it out quickly.
“Don’t rush, I need to do this slowly.”
Taking a deep breath, Patrick took out the piece of parchment and unfolded it to take a look.
It was square, neither big nor small, a very ordinary sheepskin scroll, with rudimentary depictions of several winding lines and unreadable irregular symbols.
“What kind of map is this? There’s no scale or directional markings. How are we supposed to read it?”
Baffled, Patrick turned to his eldest brother, the most knowledgeable one in the family when it came to Chulae culture.
Marcel suddenly fell silent.
He, too, only learned about Chulae culture from books and television. As for this map… sorry, he couldn’t decipher it either.
“The Buddha said, ‘Do not force anything, go with the flow.’ This map doesn’t belong to us in the first place, not understanding it is normal, and there’s no need to delve into it,” Marcel said.
As soon as he finished speaking, Abram chuckled and said, “True, it will soon belong to someone else.”
Only Elias looked at him deeply and unexpectedly said, “Actually, Marcel, you don’t understand it either.”
Marcel almost choked on his own saliva, and a series of coughs made his handsome face turn red.
“Well, that’s not the case. I just couldn’t be bothered to explain. And even with your intelligence, you might not be able to understand. Right, it’s about time. I should go back and ring the bell. You guys carry on with your conversation.”
What’s so fun about ringing bells? Their eldest brother is definitely feeling guilty!
Chulae, December flew by just like that, and in three days, it will be the new year.
In anticipation of the upcoming New Year’s Day, the businesses on the streets started their promotional activities, and advertisements could be seen everywhere.
A man dressed in a long black trench coat, wearing a matching hat, pulled a suitcase while swiftly walking down the road.
Amidst the chaos of the world, his inner self remained calm.
As he walked from the airport to the main street, many women around couldn’t help but cast enamored gazes and screamed.
“Ah, who is this celebrity? Have you seen him? He looks so handsome…”
“I don’t know. Is he a newcomer? I don’t think I’ve ever seen him before.”
“Seriously, look at his charm. He must be a top-tier actor with a face like that!”
…
Listening to the naive and enamored conversations of this group of young girls, the bored assistant waiting by his side couldn’t help but speak up to deflate their confidence.
“Forget it, he’s my boss, and he already has a girlfriend, thank you.”
As his words fell, a chorus of lamentation echoed around.
They really envied this handsome guy’s girlfriend. Facing such a handsome face every day must guarantee at least ten extra years of life.
Master Glenn walked through the lobby without glancing sideways, arriving next to a luxury car. The assistant opened the car door and slightly bent down to respectfully welcome the man into the car.
In the back seat, the man tiredly took off his hat and placed it on the empty seat beside him.
Leaning his tall and robust body back, he rested his head on the seat, then stretched out a clearly defined and cool hand to rub his throbbing brow.
In a voice cold enough, he spoke, “Drive!”
“Yes.”
The assistant cautiously glanced at the CEO through the rearview mirror, his hesitating expression caught by the man’s keen eyes.
Master Glenn’s deep-set eyes opened, the gaze bright and sharp as he said in a deep voice, “Speak up if there’s something, why beat around the bush?”
The assistant focused on driving while silently praying that Master Glenn wouldn’t get angry after hearing what he had to say.
After some mental preparation, he decided that it was better to get it over with. He spoke up, “Um, M-Master Glenn, it’s like this. After you went on a business trip to Jostrana, Miss Zamora moved out of the apartment.”
“Hmm?”
Inside the car, the man’s voice sounded neither cold nor indifferent, devoid of any emotion.
The assistant was shocked.
He thought Master Glenn would be very angry since he had instructed them to take care of Miss Zamora before he left.
To test if what he just heard wasn’t a false and unreal statement, he daringly continued, “Miss Zamora returned to the film set. Last week, she even went abroad for a shoot, I heard there was a kissing scene.”
This time, the atmosphere in the car fell silent for a few seconds before Master Glenn parted his lips, his low voice uttering a heartless remark.
“Whatever, you don’t need to report anything about Kate to me from now on.”
“Yes!”
He thought that Master Glenn would be different, considering how much he doted on Miss Zamora.
Unexpectedly, he grew tired of her so quickly.
Furrowing his brows, he wondered why Master Glenn suddenly changed his mind about Miss Zamora.