Swoosh!

Claire, clad in a bikini, dived into the pool like a mermaid, her jade-white legs alternately kicking the water.

It was exceptionally accurate.

Alex stood by the door, watching her for half a minute with an indifferent look on his face. When it was confirmed she wasn’t going to leave the water any time soon, he quietly retreated.

In a flash, he entered the room that Claire had chosen.

On the spacious Simmons mattress were some of Clare’s clothes, thrown randomly on it.

His sharp eyes glanced around lightning fast, searching for the pearl necklace.

He finally found it under a pair of black undergarments.

Naturally, he was looking for the necklace to study the secrets the pale, golden pearl held.

If those complicated blood-runic scriptures had indeed been laid down by William, then it could be inferred that his father was by no means the ordinary person he had portrayed himself to be, and a mere car accident wouldn’t have been enough to kill him.

Then, the culprit r