His Precious Love

Chapter 741 Cassidy Took The Creatures Away

“Should we inform Cassidy?” Rayna suggested as she buckled herself up.

“You can decide on that,” came Curtis' answer.

Rayna pulled out her phone to call Cassidy, but the latter's phone was switched off. After some thought, she

decided to try the landline and see if anyone at home would pick up. To her surprise, a young voice, which sounded

like it belonged to either Yasmin or Yuna, answered the call. “Hello.”

“Yasmin?” Rayna asked uncertainly.

“Oh, Ms. Belle,” Yasmin greeted her. “Why did you call?”

“We'll be arriving home late today. Are you comfortable with being by yourself at the house while we are away?”

Rayna questioned carefully.

“Sure,” Yasmin replied.

“Great. Remember to tell Cassidy if she comes home later,” Rayna told her. After hearing Yasmin's reply, she then

ended the call.

“Yasmin is at home alone,” Rayna muttered under her breath. “What about Yuna? Where could she be?”

Even though Yasmin didn't mention specifically that Yuna wasn't around, from the way she spoke, it was evident

that she was alone.

“Maybe someone picked her up and sent her home,” Curtis responded casually.

“Cassidy isn't home yet.” Rayna was concerned to learn that Cassidy was still with Andrew.

“She'll be fine. If anything were to happen, it would have occurred earlier on. Andrew would not have been so

patient as to wait until this point in time,” Curtis comforted her as he was afraid she would be overly concerned.

The car drove slowly into an alley. As it reached the end of the alley, it made a left turn, gliding onto the adjoining

street.

Rayna raised her head and spotted the signboard for the police station.

After the car rolled to a stop at the entrance, they got out of the car and walked into the police station.

Inside, Rayna saw the police officers she had encountered at Ashley's house earlier.

This time, their faces were drawn and taut with careful expressions when they saw Rayna and the like.

“Where is the archives room?” Curtis asked solemnly.

“This way, please.” A young police officer led the way to the archives room.

After bringing them there, he was sensible enough to leave them alone.

Rayna and Curtis stepped into the room. Their eyes were immediately drawn to the racks lined with files. Each one

was carefully labeled with the date and category.

J and Vance immediately started looking through the files. Seeing that, Rayna also joined in as well.

Curtis followed behind her.

They walked to the rack at the far corner of the room and noticed that the files on it were labeled with the year that

Rayna had gone to Shvomhid Mountain.

Out of curiosity, Rayna reached out and retrieved a file to read it.

Curtis raked his gaze over the items placed in transparent files on the rack until he spotted a sample in one of the

files. He retrieved it to get a better look at it.

Rayna looked up and happened to notice the file in his hands. “Let me take a look at that.”

Hearing her words, Curtis offered the file to her readily.

“This looks familiar,” Rayna remarked as she took a photo of the sample. “I think I saw this previously on Shvomhid

Mountain.”

“Are you sure?” Curtis questioned.

Jayfort was situated at a considerable distance from Shvomhid Mountain, and these two locations had distinct

climatic conditions.

“They look similar. This was from a long time ago, so I'm not that sure.” Rayna observed the sample several times

before returning it to the rack.

“What about you? Did you find anything?” she asked J and Vance.

“A little. During the span of three years, a great number of youth emigrated away from the town, with some

purchasing properties in other places. The townspeople weren't rich, to begin with.” Vance handed a thick file to

Rayna. “In the same period, many people died in this town. In turn, the families of the deceased departed the town

to buy houses in the city or set up their own businesses.”

Rayna took the file from him and began to skim through its contents. After flipping through two pages, a look of

puzzlement crossed her face. “Wait a minute. Why would this be recorded? It's normal to document the deaths of

people, but why would there be an account of the financial situation of these individuals?” she inquired, her

eyebrows raised in surprise.

Hearing that, Curtis took the file from her and went through it. He, too, had the feeling that something was not

quite right. “It's customary to keep a record of the population but not of the financial situation.”

He continued perusing the file and was surprised to find that the document also contained the current addresses of

the people who had left the town.

“Even if they were to document the addresses, it should be done so in a different file,” Rayna chimed in.

“You're right. It appears that the majority of the townspeople who left were paid for their involvement in the

experiment. That's why all of their information was documented here, and the police officers must have recorded

all of it in accordance with the instructions of their superiors.” Curtis closed the file and glanced at the archives

room. “They had no way of knowing that this would happen, so they didn't bother to hide the details.”

“The powerful and influential people here colluded, giving them the freedom to do whatever they wanted,” Vance

added. He then offered another file to Rayna. “Take a look at this. Could this be from Shvomhid Mountain as well?”

Rayna observed the little bug carefully before realizing it was a hexagonal ladybug. “Yes. This bug only appears

there.”

“Our guess was right. The people here had been to Shvomhid Mountain,” Vance said as he placed the file into his

bag. “I'm taking this back to the research center. I'll also take the bug that you found earlier.”

Rayna gave the file, which she had taken a photo of, to him. “Are you going to examine it?”

“Mm. We know what they are up to but don't have enough evidence. That said, the more evidence we have, the

easier it will be to make a solid case against them,” Vance explained. He took a pair of gloves from his briefcase

and put them on. “I should make another copy of the evidence we have so far, just in case something goes wrong.”

As Vance and J got to work, Curtis and Rayna didn't disturb them and focused on going through the other

information and files in the archives room.

It was late at night when they returned to the Gilroy residence.

The courtyard was brightly lit, and the door was wide open. Rayna walked into the house and discovered it was

eerily silent. Hence, she called Yasmin's name a few times.

Yasmin soon walked out, looking sleepy. “Oh, it's you. Where is Ms. Cassidy?”

Rayna approached Yasmin and saw Yuna coming out as well. She was surprised as she thought Yuna had already

left. “Oh, I didn't expect to see you here, Yuna!”

“Well, Ms. Cassidy told Yuna to stay as she didn't want to return to the mansion,” Yasmin explained.

“Cassidy isn't back yet.” Rayna glanced at Curtis. “Could Mr. Zeller...”

Curtis said nothing. He initially assumed Andrew wouldn't hurt Cassidy, but he couldn't be sure of that now.

“Previously, Fernando said Andrew merely wanted to treat Cassidy to a meal. However, given that she has yet to

return, I believe that there is more to the story,” Rayna revealed her thoughts. “Mr. Zeller isn't that old, leading me

to believe that he is not actually Fernando's godfather.”

Suddenly, a thought occurred to Rayna. “Unless... Could Mr. Zeller and Cassidy—”

Curtis interjected, “Let's just wait and see. If she is still not back later, then we'll have to decide what we want to

do.” After saying this, he proceeded to drag her into the house.

Robin stepped into the house behind Curtis and Rayna, who both got engrossed in their own tasks. He quietly made

his way to his own bedroom.

As he opened the door, he noticed something strange - the cage that confined two small creatures was standing

open, and the animals were nowhere to be found.

Rayna was sitting on the couch when she saw Robin dashing down the stairs. “What's wrong?” she inquired.

“The creatures are missing,” Robin reported anxiously.

Rayna's gaze landed on Yasmin and Yuna. “Were you both at home all the time today?” she asked, her voice even

and steady.

The children nodded in response.

“Where did the creatures go? Did you notice where they went?” she continued in a soft voice.

Yasmin and Yuna shook their heads.

Rayna observed their reactions carefully before fixing her gaze on Yasmin. “Yasmin, tell me the truth.”

Yasmin pursed her lips and stole a quick, furtive glance at Yuna from the corner of her eye. She replied hesitantly,

“I...”

“Ms. Cassidy took them with her,” Yuna cut in.

“Mm. We know whot they ore up to but don't hove enough evidence. Thot soid, the more evidence we hove, the

eosier it will be to moke o solid cose ogoinst them,” Vonce exploined. He took o poir of gloves from his briefcose

ond put them on. “I should moke onother copy of the evidence we hove so for, just in cose something goes wrong.”

As Vonce ond J got to work, Curtis ond Royno didn't disturb them ond focused on going through the other

informotion ond files in the orchives room.

It wos lote ot night when they returned to the Gilroy residence.

The courtyord wos brightly lit, ond the door wos wide open. Royno wolked into the house ond discovered it wos

eerily silent. Hence, she colled Yosmin's nome o few times.

Yosmin soon wolked out, looking sleepy. “Oh, it's you. Where is Ms. Cossidy?”

Royno opprooched Yosmin ond sow Yuno coming out os well. She wos surprised os she thought Yuno hod olreody

left. “Oh, I didn't expect to see you here, Yuno!”

“Well, Ms. Cossidy told Yuno to stoy os she didn't wont to return to the monsion,” Yosmin exploined.

“Cossidy isn't bock yet.” Royno glonced ot Curtis. “Could Mr. Zeller...”

Curtis soid nothing. He initiolly ossumed Andrew wouldn't hurt Cossidy, but he couldn't be sure of thot now.

“Previously, Fernondo soid Andrew merely wonted to treot Cossidy to o meol. However, given thot she hos yet to

return, I believe thot there is more to the story,” Royno reveoled her thoughts. “Mr. Zeller isn't thot old, leoding me

to believe thot he is not octuolly Fernondo's godfother.”

Suddenly, o thought occurred to Royno. “Unless... Could Mr. Zeller ond Cossidy—”

Curtis interjected, “Let's just woit ond see. If she is still not bock loter, then we'll hove to decide whot we wont to

do.” After soying this, he proceeded to drog her into the house.

Robin stepped into the house behind Curtis ond Royno, who both got engrossed in their own tosks. He quietly mode

his woy to his own bedroom.

As he opened the door, he noticed something stronge - the coge thot confined two smoll creotures wos stonding

open, ond the onimols were nowhere to be found.

Royno wos sitting on the couch when she sow Robin doshing down the stoirs. “Whot's wrong?” she inquired.

“The creotures ore missing,” Robin reported onxiously.

Royno's goze londed on Yosmin ond Yuno. “Were you both ot home oll the time todoy?” she osked, her voice even

ond steody.

The children nodded in response.

“Where did the creotures go? Did you notice where they went?” she continued in o soft voice.

Yosmin ond Yuno shook their heods.

Royno observed their reoctions corefully before fixing her goze on Yosmin. “Yosmin, tell me the truth.”

Yosmin pursed her lips ond stole o quick, furtive glonce ot Yuno from the corner of her eye. She replied hesitontly,

“I...”

“Ms. Cossidy took them with her,” Yuno cut in.