President’s Sweet Wife

Chapter 937 Vanishing

The whole thing was quite a sensation.

After all, Mr. Quill was fairly well-known around the area, since the Quill family was probably the only

one that had earned some fame outside the village.

Although everyone knew their fortunes weren’t earned decently.

Over the past few years, however, the Quill family had done lots of good deeds for the village after

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People should never judge others only by their bad deeds, but also by the good ones.

Surely, those so-called “bad deeds” did not harm their interests in any way, while people did benefit

from his charities.

And that's why Mr. Quill enjoyed quite a reputation around, even more prominent than the chief.

After Mr. Quill's great-granddaughter went missing, many people joined the rescue team looking for

her, however, no one found any trace of hers.

If she were dead, then at least the body should be found, but she just vanished.

Later, rumor had it that Mr. Quill accidentally killed an innocent man in his youth, and now karma

coming back to bite him in the ass.

The ghost of his past mistakes had already claimed several lives of his offspring, and now he came

back again to take his great-granddaughter Fiona away.

Too many wrongdoings had been made, but he was too tough to kill, so the retribution fell on his

descendants.

As the rumors continued to spread, people’s attitudes towards him began to shift.

Unlike the old generation who remained respectful to Mr. Quill, the young were not afraid of him.

They knew about his contributions, but those were already decades ago.

Nowadays with growing government expenditure on the public welfare, things started to get better in

the village, and the donation from Mr. Quill seemed rather needless.

Because of that, he hadn't done much work in recent years, therefore the young generation felt

unnecessary to fear him.

More and more malicious rumors became widespread.

Some naughty children even threw pebbles at his window in the middle of the night.

Mr. Quill had spent his whole life in the underworld with no one to trust. The disappearance of his great-

granddaughter left the old man all alone in the great villa. There was nothing he can do with those

broken windows.

The good news was that the adults would forbid the children from being way out of line, probably

because they feared that the curse might come to their children.

Natalia couldn't help but frown as she listened to Nancy's reports.

As an atheist, she had always doubted the existence of ghosts.

But the unnatural death across several generations of the Quill family was indeed weird.

She pondered for a while and said, “Nancy, I want more details about the Quill family, see if you can

find anything about Mr. Quill's past.”

Nancy took her command and left.

Then Natalia went downstairs and told Mrs. Dottie to arrange a guest room.

After the arrangement had been made, Archie arrived.

Night had already fallen in Lanceham, but here in Eqitin, it was only afternoon.

Due to an unscheduled meeting, Archie had to work overtime and didn't come back until half past

seven.

Meals had been served, while Natalia and the children were still waiting for him.

Archie entered the room, slid his arm around Natalia's waist, and gave a soft kiss to her. Before he took

off his jacket, he kissed his two kids, and then walked to the dining room with Anne in his arms.

“Everything fine today?”

He put Anne in the dining chair, Oliver on the table, and then asked.

Natalia did not respond.

Archie had an intuition that there was something wrong, so he looked up.

Natalia hesitated, “Let's have dinner first, then I’ll tell you everything.”

She had no wish to scare the children.

Archie understood and nodded without saying anything.

After they had an enjoyable dinner, Natalia helped Mrs. Dottie clear the table, had the servants take

Oliver and Anne to the bath, and then took a walk to the garden with Archie.

A newly-built gazebo in the garden was a good place to rest after dinner, for drinking tea and the whiff

of flowers can freshen one up.

The dinner was a bit greasy, and a cup of tea made by Mrs. Dottie was exactly what Natalia needed.

She took a sip, then finally told Archie, “Felix called me today.”

Archie was quite surprised at it.

“What news did he bring?”

Natalia frowned worriedly, “It was about Queeny. They met the man who ordered Stephan to meet

them and imparted the secret of Queeny's illness when attending the feast held by the Zaccardi

Family.”

Hearing this, Archie broke off.

“It wasn’t York Zaccardi?”

Natalia nodded.

As a man of keen observation, Archie knew it right away that York was not responsible for this, when

they sent Stephan Zaccardi to invite Felix to the feast.

First of all, York wasn't the type that likes to keep others guessing.

In addition to that, if he really wanted to meet Felix, he could have just shown up at the wedding,

considering everyone knew who he was.

Why would he go to such extraordinary lengths to lure Felix into meeting him?

There could be only one reason for doing so.

That is his identity may cause trouble if he should show up like this, so Felix had to go meet him.

It started to crease in his frown. He then asked, “What did they say?”

In a deep voice, Natalia said, “He met a man called Clinton Zaccardi. Currently, he has no idea what

kind of person he is, however, he is sure that Clinton has more power than York Zaccardi, because it

was York who led him to see Clinton.

And Clinton claimed to be willing to provide some medicine which can temporarily alleviate the

symptoms of Queeny's illness, but on one condition.”