Lamit and Gelt looked at each other.
The development of events was not as they had imagined!
This 'Detective' Alberts seemed... not very bright!
Lamit, looking at his brother Gelt, couldn't help but feel annoyed and resentful—it was his brother who had told him that Alberts was an excellent 'Detective,' and it was his brother who had assured him that if Alberts showed up at Oakwood Manor, the bastard and his assistant would definitely fail miserably.
But what about now?
They were actually going to investigate their father's cause of death!
Could he still not know how their father had died?
He died of illness!
This was beyond doubt!
Lamit snorted coldly and turned to walk towards the drawbridge.
Gelt maintained a smile and signaled to Alberts to come along—however, no matter how one looked at it, the noble's second son's smile was stiff at the moment.
The carriage of 'Detective' Alberts led the way, with Arthur's party following behind.
On the carriage, Scott exclaimed,
