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In the following days, Serenityâs life in Zephyr was peaceful.
Gabriel had gone to the United States on a business trip while at home Master Samson had returned to Oakland.
It was the third day of Gabrielâs business trip and now time to get off work. Serenityâs colleagues had left so she turned off her computer and was about to get off work as well when Frank called out to her. âSerenity, can you do me a favor?â
Other than being a little rigid, Frank was a good person. Serenity smiled and said, âOf course.â
Frank gave her the keys to Gabrielâs place and told her the villaâs password. âThis is the key to President Jonesâs villa. Please go to his house, scan the last page of the notebook on the study table, and email it to him. I need to go to the airport to pick someone up.â
âErm⦠this doesnât sound right.â She had been put in a difficult position. Was Gabrielâs home a place that others could enter as they pleased?
Frank understood her concerns so he took a sticky note and quickly wrote down two emails. âThe one at the top is President Jonesâs email address, and the one below is my email address and password. You can use my email address and send it under my name. President Jones wonât know about this.â âNo servants?â asked she curiously.
âPresident Jones lives alone in his villa in South Bay. The maid is sick and has taken leave.â
Serenity saw how anxious Frank was so she finally agreed.
Frank wrote down the address of Gabrielâs villa and rushed to the airport.
After leaving the company, Mr. Geoffrey drove over. Seeing that she was listless, he asked, âMiss Serenity, did you have a bad day at work?â
She shook her head. âLeave the car with me and take a taxi back. 1 have something to do.â
Mr. Geoffrey did as he was told.
South Bay.
Serenity got out of the car and looked at the luxurious villa. She sighed at the sight of Gabrielâs wealth once again. He was indeed a handsome and rich man. Just this one private villa was already comparable to the Rivers familyâs residence.
She took out the key from her bag and used the password to verify her access before unlocking the door.
At the entryway, she took out the maidâs shoes from the shoe cabinet and changed into them. She looked around the living room. If it werenât for the clock on the wall that reminded her what time it was, she would have almost forgotten why she was here.
She went up the spiral gold-plated staircase to the second floor and found the study room according to Frankâs instructions. There was indeed a black leather notebook in a folder on the desk.
She flipped to the last page and found a row of codes on it. Since she had found what she needed, she turned on the computer, but it needed a password. She immediately called Frank to ask.
But Frank didnât pick up her call, so she logged into Frankâs email through her phone and sent the information to Gabriel.
After completing her task, she looked around Gabrielâs study. It was simply furnished, unlike Master Samsonâs which was filled with antiques.
Gabrielâs bookshelf was filled with books and Serenity started to slide her fingertips across a row of them before picking out a book titled, âA Short History of Timeâ. She flipped through it casually and accidentally found a photo.
The photo was well-preserved, but one could tell that it had aged. The person in the photo was Gabriel.
It was probably when he was in university â about twenty years old â clean and handsome, with a smile as bright as summer.
He looked like a completely different person from his present self who was indifferent and cheerless.
After taking a closer look, she realized that it was only half a photo. The other half seemed to have been cut off. Although the corners were neatly trimmed, there were still a few jagged lines.
She flipped over the photo and saw a string of words at the back: You are the bright light in my youth, 1 can only be colorful when Iâm with you..