Chapter 1484
Chapter 1484 The Old House
At this point, it was obvious that Wallis had reached her limit. Even though there were still many thoughts in Beryl's mind, she was very clear that this was not a suitable point to talk about.
She couldn't let her accept all of Marcellus's things at once and should take it slow. The most important thing now was to find the culprit and talk to him.
Beryl agreed with Wallis's words and comforted her. When her tone softened a little, she hung up the phone.
Less than five seconds later, Eunice, who was standing in the distance, immediately walked over to Beryl. "Beryl, who's on the phone? Is it your family?"
Beryl was already extremely upset and did not have the time to joke with her. She nodded perfunctorily and said, "My mom. I have something to do later. You can find someone else to accompany you first. I'm sorry."
"Huh?" Hearing this, Eunice did not leave. Instead, he continued to ask, "Isn't your home out of town? Why is your mother looking for you now?"
Even if Beryl did not feel that her previous actions had offended her too much, what she was saying now was tantamount to adding fuel to the fire. When did she know so much about her family?
She called her home out of town as soon as she opened her mouth. Was she very clear about this? If she remembered correctly, their relationship had never been very good. They could only be considered classmates.
Beryl felt that it was necessary to remind her. "You don't have to worry about my family affairs."
Eunice could hear the displeasure in her voice and did not continue to speak. He looked a little embarrassed. "I don't mean anything else. Please don't misunderstand..."
"There's no misunderstanding." As she spoke, she walked in a different direction. "I'll be leaving first."
Eunice watched her leave and kicked the roadside angrily. "Stop pretending. She's just a mistress of a rich man. What's there to be proud of!"
After getting out of the school gate, Beryl did not even have time to take the bus. She directly stopped a taxi and gave the driver an unfamiliar address. Originally, she did not know where Sir. Perkins lived, but when he came to the villa that day, he specially handed her an address.
Originally, Beryl had thought that it would not be of any use. It turned out that it was prepared for today.
He went straight to her?
A serious expression that she had never shown before appeared on her face. They really thought too highly of themselves.
"Sir, please hurry up. I'm in a hurry." Beryl kept urging the driver in front of her. She only wished that she could grow a pair of wings, otherwise, she would immediately fly to the gate of the old house.
The car drove for nearly 40 minutes. Beryl paid the fare and got out of the car. She walked along a path for nearly 10 minutes before arriving at the main entrance of the old house.
Different from the magnificent European style of Marcellus's villa, the old house was Italian-style, with curved windows and gorgeous corridors. The walls and ceiling could be seen in a complicated, exquisite reliefs and murals, all of which were antique.
It was hard to imagine that in such a work of art-like building lived an old man who could control both the government and the underworld.
Beryl looked around a few times and was not intimidated. Instead, she sneered. It was a waste for such a sinister person to live in such a house!
She walked into the house in high spirits. When she reached the front door of the first floor of the house and was about to knock on it, the door in front of her was suddenly opened before her arm fell down.