Chapter 967

Maisie continued reading information about the Knowles and saw something that made her pause because she was surprised.

#Heir to the Knowles, Sam Knowles' first love throws herself off a building, Sam Knowles sadly agrees to an arranged marriage.#

#'Luna' seen drinking at a bar on Sam Knowles' wedding night, 'kuna' once mentioned that she had a crush on a gentleman, hinting that it was Sam Knowles, but instead married Elder Master Knowles, who was 20 years her senior.#

These two newspapers were one of the earliest gossip papers of Yaramoor. If it weren't uncovered, no one would have known.

Maisie took a picture of these articles and sent them to Quincy. When Quincy saw them, he was shocked.

Quincy knocked on Nolan's room and went in when he got permission. "Mr. Goldmann, Mrs. Goldmann sent these to me. She found some of the Knowles' scandals.

Nolan closed his book, took Quincy's phone, scanned through it, and chuckled. * Interesting."

"She was able to dig out all this history. Do you think something was going on between Madam Knowles and the eldest son of her husband?" Quincy was curious.

Nolan handed the phone back to Quincy and laughed. "Yorrick would know if this was true or not. All we need to do is ask."

Quincy didn't understand. "By the way, Mr. Goldmann, why did you agree to stay for a

few days?

Nolan's eyes darted, and his thin lips parted after a long pause. "I have a feeling that Thomas Clifford knows something about my mother."

At the study of the Clifford manor... "Sir, Mr. Godmann is here," The maid reported at the door.

Thomas paused and put down his pen." Send him in."

Nolan walked into the study and looked around the antique look. "You seem to love calligraphy." Thomas sat straight, wiped his palm with a napkin, and smiled. "The older I get, the more I want to improve myself." "You asked me about my mother yesterday. Did you know her?" Nolan went straight to the point. He wouldn't have stayed even if Elder Master Clifford asked him if not because he had other reasons. Thomas froze, but his expression was neutral. "I don't never met her either," he said with a smile.

Nolan walked to one of the paintings on the wall. "What did you mean by the question yesterday?"

Thomas didn't answer.

Nolan turned to look at him. "The way you looked at me yesterday seemed like you saw someone because you looked shocked.'

Thomas smiled again before walking to the table and pouring himself a cup of tea. After a long pause, he calmly said," Honestly, I was shocked because I thought I saw someone who had passed when I saw you."

"Who was that?" Nolan squinted.

Thomas put the cup down. "I'll show you."

Nolan and Thomas walked in a hidden pathway of the study. There was a woman in a frame on the wall, and Nolan was in shock.

Her eyes and mouth were similar to his mother's, but he knew that the woman in the painting wasn't his mother, Natasha Knowles.

Thomas stood next to him with his arms crossed, his eyes on the painting." Surprised? It's strange how the world works."

"I am surprised." Nolan looked at the words at the bottom left corner, 'Simmone Neale'." Was she your wife?"

Thomas paused, his face somber. "No, Simmone was the love of my life, but I disappointed her. I met her when I was learning about construction in Yaramoor."

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