Chapter 7 Marriage Certificate (2/2)

Her skin was so delicate and silky.

Maybe the man's gnarled finger made the sleeping girl a little uncomfortable.

”Well...” Celia screamed in her sleep.

Seeing her frown, Carlos was about to take back his hand.

Unexpectedly, she moved, her rosy lips opening. His fingers had been lightly bit by her.

Carlos clenched his jaw, feeling his nerve turn sour.

This woman was simply too tempting!

”Knock, Knock, Knock.”

Late at night, someone was knocking at the door of the guest room.

Standing at the door with a stack of documents in his hands, Boris didn't push the door into the room until the sound of ”coming in” came from inside.

He didn't see the person he wanted to see then he saw the man standing in front of the window with his hands behind his back.

Carlos held a goblet in his hand. The smell of alcohol in the air could not hide the tobacco in the air.

”It's fresh outside.” Knowing what Carlos meant, Boris wanted to get some fresh air from the window.

Carlos did not make a sound, but acquiesced.

Boris opened two windows on the side and came back to where he had been just now.

”I have got some clues.”

Carlos, who was about to gulp the rest of the liquor, paused for a second. His eyes glittered, and his jaw tightened. He turned around and opened his mouth.

”Read it.”

Boris opened the bag and took out the investigation results.

”Celia, a girl of 23 years old. She is a senior student of the law department. She lives with the beautiful grandmother of Britain until she is 20. Later, when she comes back to the University, she meets Ron, the son of the Mo Clan. They become lovers. Moreover, it seems that the Mo Clan had approved this future daughter-in-law... ”

Boris frowned as he read the document.

According to the investigation results, Celia seemed to be fine. Then, could it be...

”Stop!”

Finally, Carlos' cold eyes fell on the man who was reading the information.

”This investigation is obviously full of loopholes. That's all. Except living with her grandmother in Britain, what else have she done? And why does she come back? ”

”What?” Looking at the serious expression on his master's face, Boris didn't dare to hide anything. ”Master, part of Celia's information is blank. It's hard to find it out, so...”

Kevin glanced at him coldly.

”Master, we will keep on investigating, but it may take a long time.”

It was obvious that the master was not happy now, so Boris hurriedly added.

Carlos's face looked soft a little. He stared at the document. All of a sudden, something came to his mind.

”Boris, bring me the presents sent one month ago by the Mo Clan.”

Hearing this, Boris was stunned.

Gifts from the Mo Clan? What? Antiquity? Scripts and paintings?

He didn't remember anything about it!

Was there a gift from the Mo Clan a month ago? He had no impression at all.

”Go to the storage room downstairs.”

Carlos didn't feel offended by Boris' words. He sipped the wine in his glass and turned to him.

”Yes.”

Boris dropped the documents and quickly went out. He came back soon with a file bag in his hand.

”Open it!”

Boris immediately opened the folder and was surprised to see the paper inside.

”Master, this is...”