The Favored Heiress
Chapter 664: In this world, where is there any fairness to speak of?

Chapter 664: Chapter 664: In this world, where is there any fairness to speak of?

Nearing noon, Li Qiao received a message on her cell phone.

Seeing the sender, she took the opportunity to visit the restroom.

Within the main house, Shang Zonghai watched her departing figure, waiting until she was far away before his eyes lost their mirth. He looked at Shang Yu with meaningful intent and asked, "Did she go to Mu’s Auction House last night?"

Shang Yu picked up a cigarette case from the tea table, pulled out a cigarette, and placed it to his lips, his eyes lifting slightly as his rich voice dropped a few tones, "Did you have someone follow her?"

Shang Zonghai stroked the Buddha Beads on his wrist, narrowing his eyes slightly, "Tell me, how did she find out about Mu’s Auction House?"

The man took a drag on his cigarette, and as the smoke wanly curled at the corner of his mouth, he replied, "I remember you had a deal with Fan Minli once. Mu’s Auction House could survive to this day due to your intervention, I presume."

Neither father nor son provided a direct answer to the other’s question, resembling a silent game of chess that was subtly fermenting between them.

Shortly after, Shang Zonghai ordered a servant to refill the tea, his gaze sweeping over the brocaded box that Li Qiao had left on the tea table, and he spoke with profound implications, "If she hadn’t gone to Mu’s Auction House last night, I wouldn’t hand over the remaining thirty pages of documents to her anytime soon. Now that she has shown a desire to uncover the truth, you shouldn’t stop her."

Shang Yu flicked away some ash, slowly casting his gaze aside, "You should know, the blood feud from decades ago is unfair to place upon her."

"In this world, where is there fairness to speak of?" Shang Zonghai looked toward the door with a tone halfway between mockery and sarcasm, his gaze growing soft and distant, "She has the right to make her own choices. Whatever she decides in the end, I will support her. You, just make sure to protect her well for me. Let everything else be up to her to decide."

...

Elsewhere, Li Qiao found a secluded corner and raised her phone to make a call.

Bai Yan answered instantly, and without any superfluous chatter, he bluntly said, "The Ducal Residence has been very quiet recently, with no unusual movements. Duke Charlman has been receiving politicians and staff these past couple of days and doesn’t seem to show anything out of the ordinary."

Upon hearing this, Li Qiao leaned against an old tree and responded with an "Oh."

After a moment of silence on the other end, followed by the sound of a mouse click, Bai Yan added, "It’s not easy to infiltrate the Ducal Residence. Our people staked out near the estate for over twenty hours just to figure out the patterns. If your friend can actually get in, then the Ducal Residence’s Royal Knights might as well resign."

Li Qiao looked down at her toes with a smile that was not quite a smile, "Don’t underestimate the disguise ability of a mercenary boss."

After telling Bai Yan to continue surveillance, she hung up the call.

Yun Lih remained uncontactable, and the longer the time, the higher the risk grew.

Li Qiao rubbed her temples, inevitably worried.

Going to the British Imperial was impractical; the Ducal Family had too many eyes, and a rash visit would certainly alert him.

Indeed, outsiders couldn’t mix into the Ducal Residence, but someone on the inside... there was one person.

But how to contact her without anyone noticing?

Li Qiao furrowed her brows in vexation, cursing Shen Qingye under her breath. At that instant, her eyes suddenly flew open, and an idea sprang to life in her mind.

If ordinary people couldn’t enter the Ducal Residence, what if she came with repute?

Li Qiao caressed the phone screen, pondering for a few seconds, then smiled slightly, a fierce light shining in the depths of her eyes.

Gu Chenn, far away in Aida State, sneezed and began to feel a chill at the back of his head.

He had the strange feeling that someone was plotting against him.

Three minutes later, she made an overseas phone call.

Gu Chenn looked suspiciously at the incoming call display, his right eyelid twitching. Reason told him not to answer, but his finger had already pressed the accept button...