Cordelia blushed red and struggled away from Zephyr's hold to run into the room while he was distracted.

Robert sucked in a cold breath, but it was already too late to run.

Zephyr's glower was so dark that it could drip ink.

He walked briskly to the door and pulled the metal bolt open with a clank. His eyes felt like ice as they gave Robert a death glare.

The corners of Robert's lips twitched as he plastered on a smile, his heart almost leaping out of his throat.

"What is it?" Zephyr spat coldly.

Robert had completely forgotten what he wanted to say and stared at the man dumbly.

The few seconds of silence felt as long as centuries.

Cordelia then heard someone's deafening growl from where she was in the room. "Robert Davis..."

Helen was picking vegetables and hurried out of the kitchen, shocked by the noise.

"What happened to Mr. Zephyr?"

Cordelia sat on the couch with a secret giggle.

"What did Robert do this time?" Helen sighed, shook her head, and turned back to the kitchen, talking to herself, "It hurts the throat to shout like this. I'll have to make soup to nourish Mr. Z's throat..."

Ginger finished the cat food on the porch and snaked in between the men. It looked left and right before it meowed.

Zephyr looked down, and his tense face finally cracked a little. He glared at Robert. "You're worse than a cat!"

Even a car knew that it must not disturb him from asking for allowance!

"Yes, yes..." Robert chuckled apologetically, drenched in a cold sweat.

There was a sudden jolt in his mind, and he recalled why he was there, so he quickly pulled an old phone out of his pocket. It was the one they had found in Phil's room. "Sir, the data in the phone's recovered. Take a look!"

Zephyr recomposed himself and went through the phone. There was indeed chat history between Phil and Zennie. He scowled and walked back to the house to show Cordelia.

Cordelia's frown was deeply etched, with her fists clenched as she shook a little after looking at it.

"I knew it..." She was emotional. "Phil must have been brainwashing Zennie with wrong thoughts! That she's nothing outside of the Hamertons, that he's the only one in this world who won't despise her... He's shameless!"

Zephyr's expression was grim when he turned to ask Robert, "Has Phil been found?"

"Our men are following up," said Robert. "But Phil's too cunning. His routes go back and forth, so it shows up as a tangled mess on the GPS. It's not easy to track him down."

"Zephyr, look at this!" Cordelia suddenly cried.

She checked the phone gallery, and the latest photos were of their home.

"Mm, it's here..." She compared the phone to their living room. "Zephyr, it's this place. He's been snapping photos here that day!"

Zephyr took a look. The photos were the painting on the wall in the living room, and nothing seemed wrong.

However, Cordelia zoomed in on the photos.

There was a cabinet under the painting that was locked. Placed in there were the jewelry Zephyr had given her and what her mother had passed to her.

The more Cordelia thought about it, the more she found it wrong. Her heart thumped hard. "Zephyr, does he know what's inside this cabinet?"

"I don't think he does," answered Zephyr. "But he wants to. That's why he took the photos!"

Cordelia was frightened. "He's too scary... Why would he be curious about this cabinet?"

"Maybe it's because there's a lock on it."

Cordelia nodded. The lock on the cabinet basically told others that there were incredibly important things in there.

"Sir, Ms. Cordelia, don't worry," Robert said softly. "Phil's sly, but we can catch him. He won't have it easy by then!"

Zephyr patted Cordelia's shoulder and gave her a resolute and warm smile. His expression changed swiftly when he looked at Robert with disdain. "Nothing else? Leave if there's nothing!" Robert was rendered speechless.

Cordelia saw that Robert seemed hesitant to speak, like what he wanted to say could not be brought up in front of her. She went to the kitchen and told Zephyr, "Keep Robert for dinner. I'll make you all sticky ribs!"

"You want to stay for a meal?" Zephyr's tone went up at the end of his sentence.

"No, no, no!" Robert refused frantically. It was until Cordelia entered the kitchen and closed the door that he lowered his voice to tell Zephyr, "Mr. Zephyr, there's one more thing..." "What again?"

"Rowan Irwin's in Centrolis!"

Zephyr scowled. He had heard about Rowan making an appearance but not getting into the seats in the auction that other day.

"It's said that he'll stay in Centrolis for some time, so I've sent some guys to follow him," Robert said in a low tone. "But what's strange is that he didn't meet up with Mr. Matthew."

"Hmm?" Zephyr arched his brow. "He came to Centrolis but didn't meet the sly fox... Could he have other purposes?"

"Well..." Robert did not know.

Zephyr scoffed, "They wouldn't have a falling-out because they had a fight over the loot, would they?"

What moral bottom line could someone who would work with Matthew to harm him have?

"But sir..." Robert looked at him and said, "I've asked around Southeast Aciatic and Mengasas. Rowan Irwin didn't rise up to his status too nicely, but he's so reputable in Southeast Aciatic that even the royals there are respectful of him!"

"Really?"

"Mm. He's mainly in charity these few years, did a lot of them, and the medicine prices of Irwin Pharmaceuticals have never gone up. Many poor people who can't afford to go to the doctors are able to recover because they can buy their medicines."

There was a thin layer of ice over Zephyr's gaze.

Many philanthropists were wolves in sheep's skin. One could not just judge a book by its cover.

Take Matthew for example. He was docile and tolerating in front of Zephyr's grandfather, but he was also the one behind the mercury in Zephyr's 9th birthday's birthday cake.

Despite that, Zephyr was interested in something Robert said. "How not nicely did he get up to his status?"

"Something about... He's the adopted son of the Irwins." Robert licked his lips. "But he used the Irwin heiress romantically and chased her out of Southeast Aciatic later on while he took over the Irwins." The frown between Zephyr's brows grew deeper.

He was just like Phil then! Zephyr hated people like these from the bottom of his heart.

"If he did have a falling-out with the fox, it's not exactly a bad thing," he said after a while.

The doom of any matter began internally. With both men acting on their individual interests, the one who reaped the benefit ultimately would be Zephyr!

He smirked. "Figure out a way to meet Mr. Irwin. I'd like to talk to him!"

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