Chapter 43

Virio's control over these families was becoming increasingly strict, and he was very busy every day, dealing with so many things.

I even learned about some of his recent activities from Charles.

I could only see Virio in the evenings.

His desire seemed stronger than before.

I guessed this was because he was too busy every day, and the blow from this incident created a kind of stimulation.

Death and desire are essentially the same thing.

But I wasn't idle either.

After returning from Floridia, I kept looking at a note over and over again.

It was something Anderson suddenly ran over and slipped into my hand when we were about to leave that day.

He probably knew he was being monitored around the clock, so during our conversation, he only talked about surface-level things.

As for the deeper clues, he only dared to give them to me through a note.

But this note was written too briefly.

Apart from a few strings of numbers, there was a coordinate and a password.

I could vaguely tell these things were very important to me, but I didn't know where to look.

That day I finally couldn't help but ask Charles. "If Anderson left me an important clue, what do you think these numbers might be?"

When Charles heard my question, he asked back, "If you don't mind, could you show me that note?"

I hesitated, clutching the note in my palm while gently turning the chair I was sitting on.

Seeing me like this, Charles smiled and shook his head. "Never mind, since you don't want to, can you at least tell me how many digits there are?"

That seemed okay.

I counted the numbers on it and told him, "The first two lines are both ten digits, the last two lines are eight digits, and then there's a coordinate and a password."

This note had been bothering me for many days.

After hearing what I said, Charles replied without hesitation, "Have you considered that the first few lines of numbers might be for safe deposit boxes?"

Safe deposit boxes?

This phrase entered my mind and suddenly sparked my inspiration.

My father did like to use safe deposit boxes to store important documents when he was alive. But after he left, I had been following Killian and never checked the safe deposit boxes my father left behind.

But I knew most of the assets had already been taken by Killian.

But what if there were more than just assets in the safe deposit boxes?

I stared at the note in my hand and finally made up my mind. "Okay, I'll start investigating from this angle."

Over the next few days, I kept having Sebastian help me find various property records, and finally confirmed the two banks my father frequently visited.

One was for company business, which I had visited several times before. If I went again, it might attract Killian's attention.

So I directly focused on the other bank.

This bank was privately owned. I had Charles hide my tracks and went directly into the bank.

"Hello, I'd like to check if this safe deposit box exists?" I provided the last six digits of one string of numbers to the bank teller.

The bank teller smiled sweetly, checked for me, and nodded. "Hello, yes, we do have this safe deposit box here, and actually two of them."

"But I need to verify your identity information..."

I was a bit surprised and a bit excited, and quickly provided my identity information.

I thought there would be some complications, but to my surprise, the bank teller soon led me to the vault.

There were rows and rows of safe deposit boxes here.

The bank teller brought me to two of the boxes and gave me some instructions.

Following the operations he taught me, I opened the safe deposit box in front of me.

Before my eyes were a few thin sheets of paper.

But I believed they must be priceless.

I picked up the top sheet of paper, and when I saw the signature, my breathing stopped.

This was my father's signature!

Looking at the beginning, I couldn't control myself and covered my mouth.

This was actually my father's will.

I hurriedly read on and discovered this will was completely different from the one disclosed in the family before!

I instantly realized this seemed to be the real version of my father's will.

The one Killian had presented before was just a forgery!

Tears uncontrollably streamed down my face.

Come to think of it, my father had always treated me as his precious daughter, never willing to let me touch the darkness of this circle. How could he possibly have left a will when he knew something would happen to him, asking me to live with my uncle?

The will Killian presented said that my father had a health checkup and found out he was sick, so he urgently needed to hand over everything in the family to him to manage, and hoped he would take good care of me.

Besides that, only ten percent of all his assets would be left to me, and the rest would all go to Killian.

All in the name of dedication to the family!

Thinking that all of this was actually Killian's conspiracy, I couldn't help but clench the paper in my hand.

After I finished reading the entire will, I took a deep breath. So everything was forged by Killian!

He not only swallowed the assets my father left behind but also deliberately raised me to be what I am now.

If I hadn't accidentally met Virio and learned how to protect myself, if I hadn't desperately defended myself all these years, carefully avoiding being touched by anyone.

How heartbroken would my father be watching me from heaven?

After reading the will in my hand, my whole body was trembling.

When I put down this paper, I uncontrollably picked up another one.

Compared to the will just now, these two sheets of paper were obviously much lighter.

But the information on them was no less significant.

After looking at it for a while, I realized this was a record of my father's private investigation into Killian's dealings with Camorra.

So Killian had already been in contact with Camorra that early!

Then this means Freya's connection with Alberto might also be Killian's doing.

As I read, I recalled everything that happened at the last family meeting.

When I mentioned that Freya had connections with Alberto, Killian's expression didn't look surprised, but in front of everyone, he could only brush the matter aside.

But the punishment he gave Freya wasn't severe.

It was just house arrest and freezing her accounts, but anyone familiar with Killian knew these two requirements meant nothing to Freya.

At least these past few days I heard that while Freya was supposedly under house arrest, she went to her kept men's apartments every day.

So those requirements meant nothing to Freya.

Killian really liked doing this kind of surface-level stuff.