Chapter 614: Spat Out A Mouthful of Tea
After more than an hour of dredging, finally, a man wearing a diving suit emerged from the water holding a red handbag.
“Young Lord, we found it!” On the shore, Baron Stuart looked up and recognized it as the handbag Emily Walker took with her today.
“We found the stuff, everyone get ashore.” Clayton Howard spoke into his earpiece, and many people in diving suits surfaced and swam towards the shore.
Once everyone was ashore, Clayton received the red handbag from one of the men and turned to Baron Stuart.
The car raced along Cold River and arrived at the private residence in 20 minutes.
It was already past 7 PM, and Emily upstairs was still in a deep sleep.
After glancing at her, Baron Stuart went downstairs and sat on the living room sofa, ready to see what important things were in this red bag.
“Madam, shall I call the Young Madam for dinner?” Mrs. Noelle approached and asked as it was already dinner time.
Usually, they would dine at this time, so Mrs. Noelle’s food was already prepared; if they had to wait a little while, she could keep the food warm.
Baron Stuart sat on the sofa, his long legs elegantly crossed, always giving the impression of nobility and untouchability.
“Later, let her eat after she wakes up.” Baron Stuart’s thin lips opened, his line of sight stayed on the red handbag, and he ordered, “Make me a cup of tea.”
“Alright.” Mrs. Noelle retreated with a smile.
Baron Stuart intriguingly unpacked the handbag, and many things inside were soaked due to the river water.
In a little while, Mrs. Noelle came over with a porcelain tea cup in her hand.
She placed the brewed tea on the tea table and quietly retreated.
Smelling the tea’s fragrance, Baron Stuart took out all the things in the handbag; apart from some related documents and a mobile phone wallet, there seemed to be nothing else.
Baron Stuart couldn’t help but frown; it made no sense for the little woman to insist on retrieving this bag just for these things.
But he had rummaged through all the items and hadn’t seen any so-called ‘important’ things.
Furrowing his brows, confused, he picked up the tea and took a sip.
As he held the cup, he caught sight of something on the tea table among the things he’d turned out: a square ‘small piece of paper’ attracted his attention.
With the tea cup in one hand, he sipped, while with the other hand, he picked up the ‘small piece of paper’; his finger deftly flipped it over, revealing a delicate face on the front, holding a little baby.
In the photo, the delicate face was pressed against the little baby’s, as if enamored with the little thing.
What puzzled Baron Stuart was who were the two people in the photo?
Baffled, no matter how he tried, he couldn’t figure out who was in the photo.
The adult clearly wasn’t Emily, the little one…
“Pfft—” A mouthful of tea suddenly sprayed out; it was the first time in his life that Baron Stuart couldn’t control himself, and he spat out the tea straight away.
He looked somewhat taken aback at the photo in his hand, the baby in the picture was actually…
Wearing open-crotch pants!?
Subconsciously, Baron Stuart awkwardly threw the photo away.