Emily POV
"You think I don't know that soul of the party? I'm looking everywhere as impetuously as you are but there just doesn't seem to be anything. To tell you the truth, maybe I've made a mistake and there is no copy of that will."
"Don't come with that now" I give him an annoyed look and move to the next row of books. If at this moment I was in trouble. It was because she was the one who had brought me here in the first place with the idea of getting the wonderful treasure that would clear all paths, so the very idea of considering that maybe Carla wasn't right about that will made my hairs fly and my conscience heats up: "Let's get that head working, not just carrying big tiaras. Where can Chris have the important documents stored? Maybe a safe? A secret compartment? Under the carpet?"
