Mr Carroll Went Crazy After Divorce

She was so jealous of Aurora since Sion had prepared her a necklace a few years ago.

Nevaeh knew the name, Cabinet of Memory. The brand had been one of the leaders on top of the industry. They were so good at making publicity stunts for attracting their target consumers, the ladies.

Did he intend to propose Aurora since Albie failed his proposal? But Nevaeh swore that she would not let this happen, since she was the only Mrs Carroll. She didn’t care about what Sion and Aurora would think. Since she couldn’t get the present prepared by Sion, she would ruin everything, Nevaeh thought.

Nevaeh sneered, fished out her cell phone and dialled a number, “Sion’s assistant is going to Cabinet of Memory to pick up a set of necklaces. I need you to snatch it for me, at any cost!”

The one on the other side of the phone paused for a moment and asked, “What necklace? What use is it to you?”

What he had been instructed to do for her before was armed robbery and homicide. “Why does she want to rob of a necklace? She’s rich.” The man got confused.

“That’s not your concern. Just do it!” Nevaeh said impatiently.

“You only need to do as I ordered. Bring the necklace for me, no more questions.”

“Got it.” The other side seemed to be used to her moodiness.Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

Hanging up the phone, Nevaeh snorted. Then she walked down the step ladder to the floor below before taking the elevator to leave.

In a dilapidated rental house, a thug named Jeff put down his phone and grimaced as he sorted his mask and hat out of his bag.

“Jeff, what did that bitch say again?”

Jeff glanced at the guy who spoke and replied impatiently, “Who knows what she’s thinking? She wants me to grab a broken necklace this time.”

“Do you need my help?”

“No.” Jeff spat and continued, “That bitch thought we were her servants!”

Jeff put on his mask, grabbed his phone from the table and left.

Cabinet of Memory was located in the suburbs, where the landscape was beautiful. The store occupied a small three-storey building, very conspicuous, but the surrounding area was not very lively.

David arrived at the appointed time, parked his car and walked inside, not noticing that someone was staring at him unblinkingly from a corner.

“Hello, sir. Are you Mr Carroll’s assistant?”

The store manager waited at the door, rushing to greet David when he saw him coming.

“Yes, I’m David.” He followed him inside, “I’m here to pick up Mr Carroll’s necklace.”

“Okay, just a minute.”

The store manager passed a wink towards the clerk next to him and personally took a glass of water for David, “We thought that the necklace would be stored in our store forever. And suddenly, you are here. Is Mr Carroll getting his lover back?”

He wanted to hear a touching story from Sion’s assistant. But if it were Sion Carroll coming here personally today, he would not ask that question. After all, Cabinet of Memory was to collect stories as inspiration. And so far, the necklace had the longest history in the store, waiting for its owner.

On hearing his question, David thought of the way Sion looked at Aurora back then, and he smiled unconsciously.

“Maybe. I hope the necklace made by Cabinet of Memory will bring them good fortune.” Said David.

If Aurora came back to Sion, the employees of Carroll Group would have an easier working environment, he thought.

The store manager smiled and didn’t say anything.

And soon, the clerk fetched them the necklace and handed the box to David with both hands, “It will be with my blessing.”

“Thank you”

David took the gift bag and somehow felt moved inside. He knew how hard the journey of Sion and Aurora was, and he truly hoped that this necklace would help to patch things up between them.

Walking out of Cabinet of Memory, he was heading for a corner not far away to get his car. But he was knocked violently from behind.

“Who!”

A black bag was wrapped over David’s head. Someone snatched the bag in his hand, and he was thrown hard aside before having a chance to resist. Then there was a sound of quick footsteps fading away.

“Who the hell is it?!”

By the time he took the bag off his head, the guy who robbed him had disappeared.

Damn it! The necklace was robbed. David looked at his empty hand and cursed.

“You mean, you just walked to the door with the necklace and got robbed?” Sion asked in an emotionless voice, but that chilled David.

“Yes, Mr Carroll.”

David still had pain in his neck, thus it was obvious that the guy had premeditated.

Sion closed his eyes for a moment and hit his hand heavily on the edge of the table, “What about the surveillance? Have you checked it?”

“I asked the store manager to check, but their cameras did not catch the parking space opposite. Only a grey shadow could be seen.” David reported nervously. It was caused by his negligence after all. And the necklace was important to Sion.

“Go check!”

Sion eyes were full of gloom. He knocked over the folders on the table, “I do not believe the robber would disappear like that!”

Cabinet of Memory was not a luxury brand. What he values more was the moral of it, and the necklace he ordered was not worth much money. The robber did not come for money.

“Yes, Mr Carroll. By the way…” David thought of something and suddenly raised his head, rubbing his neck because of the sudden pain before saying, “You asked me to check that strange number, and I’ve got a result.”

“Say it.”

David found the message on his phone and showed it to Sion.

“The number owner is Jeffrey Kinsman, unemployed, and the basic information about him and his current address are on it.”

Nevaeh used his identity information to register the number. In that case, if they got any clues, they could only find that the number owner was a fraud, who only wanted money.

Sion copied the message and sent it to himself. He noticed the injury in David’s neck and said, “I’ll find this person myself, go see a doctor.”

“Right,” David said after a pause. And he thought his boss must be really cross this time, for he would check it in person.

And the next second, Sion had grabbed his coat and gone out.