NOVPUBChapter 1243: 561 Nineteen (Second Watch)_1 Chapter 1243: 561 Nineteen (Second Watch)_1 The Dufield Hotel is the largest chain of five-star hotels in Pethkids, a brand under the Benz Group.
Once, it was a symbol of power and status.
However, after many years of development and the emergence of various hotel brands, the Dufield Hotel, unable to innovate, has lost its customers and is now gradually fading.
After leaving Verine Hayes’ house, Aubree Groove made a call.
The person on the other end of the phone was quite surprised, “Aubree?
Can’t believe you’d call me out of the blue.”
“Charles Benz, have you been doing well recently?”
Charles Benz laughed, “Good, of course good.
After all, a goddess is calling me personally.
...
It got even better.”
“I need your help with something.”
Charles was even more thrilled, “A tremendous honor.”
He never expected the day the beauty would need his help.
Charles Benz rolled out of bed in an instant, running out amidst his roommate’s stunned gaze…
“Is that guy on cloud nine?”
“A beauty?
Isn’t it Tania Wood?
I’ve seen them chatting and laughing together in the Cafeteria several times.”
“Looks like someone is about to treat us again.”
——
Charles Benz arrived at the agreed tea house and waved excitedly when he saw Aubree.
“Haven’t seen you for days, it seems like you’ve grown even taller?”
Charles Benz looked Aubree up and down, then clicking his tongue, “If you grow any more, you’re leaving no place for us men!”
Aubree shook her head and laughed: “Can’t help it, I’m controlling it.”
What a humble brag.
“Don’t you have a class today?
I was planning on inviting you out this evening.”
“The old scholar’s political and ideological class is too dull.
Better sleep in my dormitory.
If you hadn’t called me, I might have slept until evening.” Charles Benz initially felt somewhat regretful, then suddenly realized he was no longer pursuing Aubree, so it was nothing shameful even if she knew he was skipping class.
Charles Benz smoothly changed the subject, “Oh yes, what do you need my help with?”
Charles Benz rubbed his hands together, eyes filled with anticipation.
Aubree asked: “Dufield Hotel is under the Benz Group, isn’t it?”
Charles Benz nodded: “Correct, it’s currently under my father’s management.”
“Here’s the situation, I’m looking for someone who was at the Dufield Hotel nineteen years ago.”
Nineteen years ago?
He was just born that year.
The information Aubree gave was extremely limited and nearly twenty years old, to find such a person was like finding a needle in a haystack, but Charles Benz didn’t even think about it before agreeing.
“Don’t worry, leave it to me.
Tell me, when was it exactly, who exactly is it you need to find?”
“On the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, nineteen years ago, at a Welcome Reception, I need to know the guest list for that night.”
Later, in Verine Hayes’ intermittent narration, Aubree picked up a key piece of information.
When Verine Hayes woke up, she was in the VIP lounge, and the man was already gone, leaving only a watch behind.
That watch, nineteen years ago was a popular yet somewhat stylish brand, targeting those with a handful of assets but low-key, or those without assets, wanting to show off.
As long as the guest list was known, the scope could be narrowed down.
Charles Benz thought for a moment, “Okay, I can help with that.
Once I go home, I’ll check it for you.”
After discussing the business at hand, Charles Benz tentatively asked, “Have you seen Edward?”
Aubree shook her head.
Charles Benz sighed, “This guy left without a word.
He doesn’t consider me his buddy anymore.
If I see him again, I will beat him to a pulp.”
Aubree sipped her tea, her eyes slightly lowered.
——
After parting with Aubree, Charles Benz couldn’t wait to go home.
Mrs.
Benz, all dolled up, was about to go out to play mahjong.
Seeing Charles Benz arriving home, she was surprised, “Isn’t today Sunday?
Why are you home?”
Charles Benz produced a bouquet from behind, “Mom, you look beautiful today.”
Mrs.
Benz was pleased by her son’s flattery, “Oh, this is my favorite lily, well done, son.”
Charles Benz helped Mrs.
Benz to sit on the sofa, “Mom, I need your advice on something.”
Mrs.
Benz glared at him, “Knew you had something to ask me.
Today my mood is quite good, so what is it?”
Charles told a story about a classmate searching for his father, centering around what happened at a party nineteen years ago, on the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month.
Upon hearing the date “nineteen years ago on the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month,” Charles’ mother’s smile instantly vanished, “Why are you asking about this?”
Of course, Charles couldn’t reveal Aubree Groove’s information, “Oh, Mom, just tell me, it’s my classmate, his parents met at that party.
His father abandoned his mother and ran off.
If he wants to find his dad, he has to start from that party.
We are close friends.
Please, help me.”
Charles’ mother pulled her hand away, “You’re looking for trouble digging up such matters.”
Realizing something was amiss, Charles immediately asked, “Mom, what’s the secret?
It’s been nineteen years.”
“Stop asking about it and go back to school.” Charles’ mother rarely speaks harshly to him.
Charles understood he wouldn’t get any answers from her, so he turned around and left.
His mother came after him, “Let me take you to school.”
“No need.
I’ll grab a taxi myself.”
Now, Charles was more curious about what went down at that party that caused his mother to react in such a manner.
Watching Charles leave, his mother stood there, her eyebrows knitted together, murmuring, “Why would he suddenly ask about that party from nineteen years ago?”
Helping a friend find his father, what a coincidence.
If it is discovered by that person, there’ll be hell to pay.
However, this Madam Frost, ever since she caused quite a stir in Pethkids, she suddenly disappeared and rumors started spreading that she had returned to Lostswa to face some punishment.
Still, we can’t be complacent.
Pethkids is filled with her informants.
If she finds out, The Benz is screwed.
After some thought, Charles’ mother decided to do some snooping about Madam Frost’s current situation.
——
After Aubree Groove returned to The Rintos, Butler Rinto greeted her with a smile: “The Mistress is back.”
Aubree Groove glanced at him, and Butler Rinto lowered his gaze without changing his expression, respectfully asking, “Is there something the Mistress would like to say?”
“Let’s get straight to the point.”
Aubree Groove sat down on the sofa, “Butler Rinto, you surely know why The Rintos had a feud with Virginia Frost.”
Butler Rinto’s eyes flicked, and he hunched over even more, “Why bring up those old resentments, Mistress?”
“Don’t you know?
Virginia Frost is back.”
When Aubree Groove smiled, the sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling window seemed even brighter.
Butler Rinto furrowed his brows, “How could that be?”
“Nineteen years ago, when Jayden Drake first set foot in Pethkids, he never would have imagined that he’d be laid to rest here two months later.”
Ultimately, it was Pindo Rinto who was responsible for Jayden Drake’s demise.
He could not have imagined that the seemingly mild-mannered man had a vengeful wife behind him.
His slight misjudgment had led him to his doom.
When Aurora Brun was assigned to Pethkids, four years had passed since Jayden Drake’s death.
The past was veiled in a thick, grey fog.
Back then, Aurora Brun didn’t – and couldn’t – know why she was assigned to be by Pindo Rinto’s side.
She only knew one thing: he was a despicable villain, and her single goal was to earn his trust and then take his life.
Aubree Groove slowly looked up, her soft voice sounding like a whisper, “Nineteen years ago, on the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, it was the night of Jayden Drake’s welcome reception.
Where was Pindo Rinto at the time?”
Butler Rinto gasped, looking aghast at the young lady before him.
She had dared to say Pindo Rinto’s name outright.
“Virginia Frost is back with vengeance.
You know she’s vengeful and crazy.
If you want to save The Rintos, don’t keep anything from me.”
“Butler Rinto, what are you hesitating about?”
A clear voice chimed in.
Aubree Groove knew without looking up that it was Agave Rinto.
Butler Rinto turned round and respectfully greeted, “Master McKay.”
Agave Rinto waved his hand, “Just tell Auntie whatever she wants to know.
Don’t hide anything.”
As he finished his sentence, his gaze lingered on Aubree Groove, full of amusement.
“Yes.” Butler Rinto thought for a moment before speaking, “The party nineteen years ago was held in honour of Jayden Drake.
It was hosted by The Benz and many influential tycoons in Pethkids were invited.
The hosts didn’t invite Master Iver, and that made him hold a grudge.”
Since ancient times, the righteous and the wicked are not compatible.
Pindo Rinto was infamous and the hosts, of course, didn’t dare to invite him.
However, to Pindo Rinto, this was a great insult.
The protagonist of the party was Jayden Drake, so naturally, Pindo Rinto held him responsible.
“However, under Master Iver’s command, I attended the party and presented Jayden Drake with a gift.”
In reality, it was to show him a show of force.
