Chapter 1080
When There Is Nothing Left But Love
In my fury, I glared at him. However, he ignored me and left without sparing another glance at me.
The only ones in the room were Spencer and me. When the man turned to look at me, he smiled. âMs.
Stovall, your roomâs on the fourth floor. Youâ¦â
âTake me to the third floor,â I interrupted. Then, I walked out of the room. Armondâs villa was massive to
the point one would take minutes just to go from one end to the other end of a floor. Spencer frowned,
seemingly hesitant about leading me there.
Hence, I said, âTake me there. Since he wants to keep me here, he canât possibly stop me from going
anywhere.â
Spencer was taken aback by my words for a moment. A beat later, he nodded.
The layout of the third floor differed from the second floor; the third was locked by a steel door. At the
sight of that, I grimaced. âWhere are my friends? Have you locked them all in there?â
Spencer smiled before answering, âOf course not. Your friends are all on the fourth floor, Ms. Stovall.
This floor is where he keeps his pets. They used to come out from there and scare the rest, so he
locked them all in here.â
I nodded. âAre they all snakes? Does he keep anything else?â
The smile remained on Spencerâs face as he replied, âMr. Murphy likes to collect rare animals, so he
almost has all kinds of creatures. He has had them for years now. Ms. Stovall, would you like to take a
look?â
As I could not see anything from behind the steel door, I dared not answer him immediately. It would be
fine if the creatures were locked up as the animals in the zoo, but it would be dangerous for me to enter
if they were free to roam anywhere they pleased.
After brief contemplation, I replied, âNo need. Spencer, please take me to the fourth floor instead.â
He nodded before leading me to the floor above ours. The villa was huge, and the structure of it was
reminiscent of a noble castle of ancient times. It was grand but empty.
The stairs looked complicated. I did not know whether it was built that way to display the designerâs
capability.
The moment I entered, I saw a lavish living room decorated with statues of Venus and saints. I was
startled when I realized there was even a statue where one of the saints was breastfeeding a baby.
Perhaps it was because I knew not how to appreciate art, so I felt nothing when I looked at the statues.
There was a couch and a table in the living room. Holden was by the window, staring outside. For a
moment, I wondered what he was thinking about.
However, I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw him. It seemed like Armond had not done anything to
him. When he heard my footsteps, he turned to look at me. âArmondâs house is built weird.â
âHuh?â I froze in my spot for a moment. âLike how?â
âDo you see that greenery there? Donât you find it odd?â He raised his arm to point at the green patch
downstairs, but no matter how long I looked at it, I found nothing odd about it.
Thus, I looked at him, perplexed, and asked, âWhatâs odd about it? It looks fine to me. Is it some kind of
Fengshui setting? When have you learned that?â
He gave me a look before replying, âNope. Itâs the growth of the plants. Canât you see any problems
with them?â
I looked back at the spot, but still, I could not see anything strange about it. It was winter then, and
most of the plants had wilted. The only ones that did not wilt were the pines, which thrived in all
seasons.
He sighed. âThe growth of the pines is all different from each other. Donât you see it?â
His words made me look closer again. He was right, there were dozens of pines in the courtyard, but
the ones in the middle had wilted. Meanwhile, the ones planted by the sides were still fine.
âIs it because the soil isnât as healthy in the middle?â I asked.
He shook his head. âThe soil here is all the same. The courtyard is enormous, and itâs far from the villa.
Itâs unlikely that the villa has blocked the sunlight from reaching the plant. In other words, either there
isnât enough soil in the middle, or something is buried there.â
âA cellar?â The villa had no underground parking lot, so the only thing I could think of was a cellar.
He turned to stare at me in silence for a moment. âI donât think a villa like this needs a cellar. It should
be a warehouse, meant to store something.â
When I thought about Abe and Armondâs relationship in Venria, I could not help but say, âFor example,
kyanine? Armond was quite close to Abe back in Venria. However, K City has strict rules about
kyanine. How is he planning to sell them?â
Holden rubbed his nose, seemingly speechless for a moment. âWhat in the world is in that skull of
yours? A huge villa like this usually has basements built for refuge from disasters. Even normal villas
have them; theyâre just converted into underground parking lots.â
After Holden tapped my head, I frowned. âYou were so serious about your observation, so thatâs why I
thought about kyanine instead. What else did you think I was going to think about when I saw that
solemn look of yours?â