The butler didn’t speak, just sighed.
No one had expected things to turn out this way.
A group of people returned to the Main House’s territory.
The butler left with the medicine.
The Third Madam went to the garden at the back.
At that moment, a Household Guard ran over frantically, "Third Madam, it’s terrible, the Fifth Miss is missing!"
The Third Madam’s expression instantly turned cold, dark as a storm, "What use is it telling me she’s missing? Send word to the city gate immediately, lock down the gates, don’t let her out even if she has a pass!"
She truly didn’t know why the Fifth Miss was so certain that the First Madam’s daughter was still alive.
But the Fifth Miss was certainly no fool.
If the Fifth Miss could say that, she must have some evidence that even they were not aware of.
If the First Madam’s daughter were really alive, it would complicate matters.
The Household Guard knelt down and handed over a letter, "Third Madam, it’s too late to lock the gates, after we noticed the Fifth Miss was missing, it has already been five hours."
"In that time, she could have left the city, she must have gone to O Continent again."
The letter was filled with several lines of careless, flamboyant script.
[I’m not playing with you anymore, did you really think you could hold me? Shocked? Ha ha ha.]
And underneath, there was a picture of a dog’s head sticking its tongue out.
After reading it, the Third Madam, furious, raised her hand and slapped, "A bunch of incompetents!"
The Household Guard, covering his face, "Third Madam, shall we take our passes and go out to capture the Fifth Miss?"
"How do you propose we capture her?" The Third Madam’s chest heaved, "No matter what, she is still the Fifth Miss, a master. We were lucky last time to have confined her, and the rest of the family was kept in the dark, thinking she had just run off to play."
"If we send people to apprehend her now, wouldn’t we be openly telling others we intend to harm a Direct Lineage of the Leaangle Family?"
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