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Keith was able to do such a big business and establish himself between two big families. It was absolutely impossible for him to be a simple person.

Then the reason why he was not simple was that he hid it very well.

Lance read through docunts for a long ti. Finally, there was one place that caught his attention.

It was that Keith had properties in many countries.

This was not strange. Rich people would invest everywhere, and it was not strange that they had many properties in each country.

However, it was strange that every property Keith owned was located in the wild suburbs, and there would not be a family even far away from his house. Moreover, the house was refurbished like a castle.

According to the eyes of the rchants, it was obvious that this house had no value space, because it was too remote, and it was not like the beautiful eastern suburbs and half mountain that rich people would choose.

For such a place, it likely couldn’t be sold even at half price.

However, after Keith left, he did not sell idle properties. Instead, he hired a housekeeper and his personal elite managers to take care of the empty houses.

Lance looked at the screen and frowned.

What kind of empty house could have such value?

After a long silence, he made a phone call.

"Check these houses."

...

In the suburb, the Beckford’s house.

Samara knocked on the door of the mansion. She ca to give Alena treatnt.

Today was not the day for her to see a patient, but Alena suddenly said that she had a headache. Keith was not ho, and the housekeeper Johnathan Geller did not dare to ignore her, so he called to ask Keith.

For so unknown reason, Keith did not answer the phone, but Alena had been in great pain. Johnathan had no choice but to call the private doctor Samara over.

After entering, according to the rules, Samara needed Johnathan to lead her to the basent.

There was an invisible door to the basent. To enter the basent, there was a double security chanism requiring iris identification and password.

Just then, the phone in the mansion suddenly rang.

Johnathan was worried that it was Keith who called, so he asked Samara to wait for a while. Johnathan went to answer the phone.

Samara stood where she was and did not dare to move, but her eyes were attracted by sothing.

It was a gift wrapped with red silk satin. It looked very expensive and high-end.

The material was similar to those used by the upper class of Arica that Samara had never been to.

Most importantly, the patterns on it were very eye-catching.

It was a sentence.

It was "For the good day, the birds should co back."

There were also beautiful patterns embroidered on the side, including birds and so flowers.

Samara had heard from her family that this kind of bird was a symbol of nobility in Arica long ago, and she always felt this "should co back" very familiar.

After thinking about it, she suddenly rembered.

Wasn’t this the special dicine that Alena asked her to buy last ti?

The dicine was called shoocumbac. They shared a similar pronunciation.

Alena said that she missed Arica very much, so she asked Samara to buy this dicine.

Because she was grateful for Alena’s kindness, Samara secretly took out her mobile phone and took a picture of the pattern. She wanted to draw it when she got back and bring it to Alena next ti to ease her hosickness.

The main reason was that Alena was really pitiful. Every day, she was locked up in the basent by Keith. No matter how high the quality of Alena’s life was, Samara believed that no one would want to live such a life.

Every ti Samara saw Alena, she felt that Alena was like a canary whose wings had been broken, beautiful and incomplete.

After Johnathan answered the phone, he ca over to open the door for Samara. There was a detector in the door. As long as there was tal equipnt or mobile phone type communication equipnt, it would give a warning.

Samara placed the phone in the basket prepared by Johnathan and walked in with a dical pack.

Alena was lying on the bed, looking listless. Samara could tell that she was very painful.

Samara put down the dical bag in her hand, washed her hands, and gave Alena a soothing massage.

"Samara, is there anything new outside?"

Alena seed to be very curious about everything, and every ti, she would ask Samara to tell her things outside.

After Samara told her so interesting stories, she rembered sothing and said, "Mrs. Beckford, soone in the Parker family has a new wife. I heard that the wife is also from your motherland. She seems to be a young lady from New York. They all said that she is very beautiful."

Samara felt that Alena was also very beautiful. Alena was more than 40 years old, but Samara really could not tell at all.

Alena’s skin was still fair and soft, like a young girl’s. She was not like those people who got old quickly.

People would at most say that she was in her thirties if they saw her.

"Mrs. Beckford, are all the ladies in your city very beautiful? You are also very beautiful."

Alena, who was originally dispirited, suddenly turned around and grabbed Samara’s arm with one hand. She said excitedly, "What is her na?"

Samara was stunned, but Alena completely forgot her own manners and hurriedly asked again.

"Samara, do you know the na of the bride you ntioned?"

Samara ca back to her senses and shook her head. "Mrs. Beckford, I’m sorry, but I don’t know her na."

Alena didn’t want to give up and wanted to ask more questions, but the sound of the door being pulled was heard.

Her expression froze, and she lay down again, looking very upset.

The one who ca in was Keith, who had rushed back in a hurry.

Seeing that Samara was treating Alena, he did not disturb her and just watched quietly from the side.

However, Samara was very nervous, and her palms were about to sweat.

She believed that no one would not be nervous when facing Keith.

He had an innate aura of oppression. There was no need for him to say a word. Just by standing there, one could feel their pores standing.

Alena felt that Samara’s hands were very cold. She believed that Samara had been scared.

She didn’t look back. She said in a tone that wasn’t nice, "Why are you standing there like a fool? Get out first."

Samara was shocked and stole a glance at Keith. His expression was normal, and he did not seem to be angry at all.

Presumably, in entire Iceland, only Alena dared to speak to Keith like this and would not make him angry.

Keith seed to enjoy Alena’s occasional tantrum. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, I’ll go out first. You can have your treatnt."

After Keith left, Samara dared to speak.

"Mrs. Beckford, you’re so aweso. Mr. Beckford will listen to everything you say."

Alena sneered silently.

If he really listened to her, he would not lock her in the basent.

But she did not say anything, because Keith had co back and it was inconvenient for her to ask sothing.

Samara was not at all scheming. Alena was afraid that her careless words would harm Samara, so the less Samara knew, the better.

...

In the front hall.

Keith looked at the gift on the tea table and frowned deeply. He said in a bad tone, "Who sent it?"

When Johnathan saw that Keith was angry, he was afraid, and his legs trembled.

"Mr. Beckford, this is a gift from the Parker family. They had a wedding. I don’t know how to deal with it. I am waiting for you to co back."

Under normal circumstances, Johnathan would put the foreign things in a special warehouse and then distribute them after asking Keith.

However, it just so happened that Keith went to attend the Parker family’s wedding banquet today.

The Parker family sent a gift over. He thought that it was because Keith had a noble status and the Parker family wanted to curry favor with him, so they ordered soone to personally deliver the gift.

Johnathan did not think too much about it and placed it in the living room.

Judging from Keith’s expression, this matter did not seem so simple.

"Mr. Beckford, how should we deal with this?" Johnathan asked, trembling.

Keith frowned. He had never thought that the Parker family would send a gift to his mansion.

His mansion was not close to the Parker’s house.

They had crossed over half of the city just to send him a gift when he was attending the banquet?

He took a closer look and saw that the silk fabric had words written on it.

It said, "For the good day, the birds should co back.

Keith looked at it for a long ti, but he could not find anything special.

But he was naturally suspicious, and if he could not figure it out, he would make it disappear directly, so there was no need to waste ti thinking.

"Burn it completely," Keith ordered.

It was quite not auspicious to burn away a wedding gift.

But Keith had ordered it, and Johnathan naturally would do it unconditionally.

"Alright, Mr. Beckford. I’ll go burn it right away."

He carried the rather heavy gift and thought about what was inside, but he was stopped by Keith.

"Go and investigate. Did the Parker family send every family a gift, or did they only send it to ?"

"Understood, Mr. Beckford," Johnathan answered.

At this ti, Samara ca out.

"What happened to Alena?" Keith asked.

Samara replied, "Mrs. Beckford just had too little exercise, and then it caused so symptoms of chest distress. Let Mrs. Beckford exercise more, and her mood will be better. I will co later to give Mrs. Beckford so other treatnt."

Keith nodded after hearing this, and Samara respectfully left.

When she arrived at the gate, the Beckford family had a special car to send her out. Just as she was about to get in the car, a piece of red silk suddenly floated to her feet.

She took a closer look and saw that there were words on it. It was the wrapped silk cloth of the gift on the table just now.

Not far away, there was a faint sll of burning smoke.

Samara looked over and saw that Johnathan seed to be burning sothing.

When she thought of the silk in front of her, Samara could already think of it. She thought that the gift just now had been burned.

She sighed. This was clearly a good silk cloth. The gift inside must be very fine.

Before Samara got into the car, she bent down to pick up the silk cloth and stuffed it into her dical bag, thinking of bringing it to Alena next ti.

...

In the study room.

Keith’s subordinate was reporting.

"Mr. Beckford, should we transfer the guards from New York back? This young lady is currently in the Parker’s place. Do you think we should send soone to investigate the situation inside the Parker family first?"

"No need. The guards left in New York will temporarily withdraw. As for the Parker family, we don’t need to investigate."

Keith paused for a while and then went on saying, "For the ti being, I don’t want to ruin our relationship with the Parker family because of such a small matter."

When Keith received the news of Juliette’s death from the guards, he imdiately gave the order to kill Yvette, which could be considered as completing Juliette’s last wish.

But the first ti, he failed.

Later, he was going to pick a suitable ti, but he didn’t expect that she would marry a Parker.

In the Parker family, it was not a matter of whether he could make a move or not, but whether it was worth it.

The Parker family was also a big family in Iceland. It was not worth it for the two sides to fight for this small matter.

After all, she was the new mber of the Parker family. In addition, the younger generation of the Parker family was very concerned about this new mber. Keith ordered them to put down the assassination plan for the ti being.

He would wait and observe for a while more.

Inside the underground bedroom.

Keith walked in. Alena was staring blankly at the garden with beautiful scenes outside the window.

Even when Keith walked in, she did not notice.

Keith slowly walked behind her and hung a blue diamond-studded necklace around Alena’s neck.

The diamond flashed with countless dazzling lights under the light. It was obviously a high-grade diamond that was worth dozens of million.

Keith kissed her earlobe and asked in a low voice, "Alena, do you like it?"

Alena felt the cold touch, but she did not even have the interest to look at it. She was not even willing to give him a perfunctory look.

After she woke up, Keith changed his ways to make her happy.

This day, there were gorgeous gems, and that day, blue sea pearls. He gave her all kinds of gifts, each one more valuable than the last. But after Alena took them down, she never wore them again.

Keith thought that she did not like them, so he gave her another style.

No matter how exquisite the style was, Alena would always be cold and indifferent when she saw it.

Keith’s patience was about to run out. His tone returned to a cold one, and he asked, "Why are you unhappy? Dr. Platt said that you lack exercise. Should I accompany you to the garden for a walk?"

As he spoke, he reached out his hand, but it was knocked away by Alena.

Keith’s expression instantly changed. His expression was slightly cold as he pinched her chin, wanting to teach her a lesson.

But when Alena turned her face around, her beautiful eyes were filled with gloss, even more beautiful than the sapphire on her neck.

This appearance made Keith soft. He sighed, "Alena, you are the only one who can do this to ti and ti again."

He loosened his grip and lowered his head. He wanted to kiss Alena, but she avoided him.

Before he could speak, her eyes turned red. "Keith, I am not your bird. You always keep locked up here. I don’t want to live in this virtual environnt."

She stood up and pointed out the window. "This garden is very big and beautiful, but do you know how many steps I took after I finished walking?"

Keith did not know what she ant and narrowed his eyes at her.

"Eight hundred and thirty-six steps!" Alena said loudly, "You told to go out for a walk. What did I walk for? I even counted the leaves on the trees!

"Do you know that staying in the sa place every day makes so depressed that I can’t breathe?"

Alena complained angrily, but Keith’s expression did not change.

He said in a calm voice, "Do you want to go out?"

Alena knew that she could not be tough all the ti. Occasionally, the appropriate power could make Keith feel challenged, but Keith still preferred obedient won.

She sat down on the bed and muttered, "Whoever stays here every day will go crazy."

Because of her complaint, Keith’s frowning was released a little.

He walked closer and said, "In a few days."

"What?"

Keith said, "In a few days, when I’m done with my matters, I’ll take you out."

Alena was stunned.

Alena blinked her eyes, not daring to believe what she had heard. She said in surprise, "Are you serious?"

Keith didn’t answer.

Alena was a little anxious and asked, "Keith, is it true?"

Before she finished speaking, Keith leaned over.

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