Chapter 259 - Cellar

Emily stayed in her room for four whole days. During these four days, she only worked on her paintings and read books. After completing a dozen bookmark designs, she finally asked Harold to send out one design and had the factory customize it according to her requirements.

Before Harold left, he even asked, "Just this one?"

Emily nodded, "It is enough."

She only drew one pattern. It was the shape of a raindrop. It was attached to the window glass, forming a huge water droplet. It was lifelike. If it could be sealed with resin, the shape would be more vivid.

She asked Stephanie to advertise for her. There was no need for her to advertise too much. Just one design was enough for the public to know her talent. Then she would apply for copyright protection and sign an agreement with the manufacturer.

In the past few days, she had also finished two other paintings, she asked Harold to take them to the Dalton Hotel, she didn't expect that someone would buy them right after the delivery. Vincent's purchase had lifted quite a new wave of buying paintings. Many followers tried to buy one. However, there were fewer paintings than the customers' needs, thus there was a shortage of supply. There were too many people competing for the two paintings, the tension almost led to a fight. In the end, the owner of the Dalton Hotel came forward and held an unofficial auction to sell them to the highest bidder.

One was sold at the price of five million, the other at six million.

Emily earned tens of millions in just one day, which made Ferne envy. However, at this moment, she wasn't happy at all.

Because, the test results came out.

Harold did not read the test results. He went to another city to find a doctor to do the test. After all, everyone in City Y knew Maury and Beverly. To be on the safe side, he went to the neighboring city. After the test was finished, he had someone send it over by express delivery. Then, he brought the test result to Emily as soon as he received the express delivery.

Emily read the test results with no expression on her face. After reading it, she put it aside and said to Harold, "Help me with one more thing."

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At the same time, Christy and Noah finally found clues in their long search.

Noah joined a chat group. There were all kinds of people in the group. Every day, they would share pictures of girls with stockings. Sometimes there were even naked pictures of minors. Everyone in the group used these pictures for their daily entertainment. He had joined this group for more than a month, and no activity had been held so far. Now, the group organizer suddenly said that in order to celebrate the first anniversary of the group's establishment, there was an anniversary event.

Someone in the group asked, "Do you have any younger ones?"

The organizer smiled sinisterly, "Of course."

The organizer hosted this event for money, and the group members did not lack money. Some of them asked in the group how much money they should pay. Instead of sending private messages, this time the organizer clearly marked the price at 5,000 per night for one girl and sent out the message in the chat group.

Dozens of people immediately signed up, and Noah blended in. To be on the safe side, the organizer took a deposit of 2,500 in advance. After they actually met the girls, he would collect another 2,500.

After Noah changed his clothes, he warned Christy, "Don't rush to save people. This time, we need to find out where their source is. As long as we cut off the source, we can save more children. Therefore, don't be impulsive."

"When did you see me being so soft-hearted?" Christy asked him while wearing stockings.

Noah was stunned for a moment before he realized that the person he should warn was Ferne.

Christy took out two black earrings from the box and handed one to Noah. "New type, Emily sent them over. Try it on first."

Noah put it on without saying a word and walked out the door. Christy's voice came from the earring, "Can you hear me?"

"Yes." Noah looked at the earrings through the reflection of his phone screen and said, "Let's go."

Christy also took part in this activity, as Noah's female companion, in order to cover up his "bad hobbies" for him.

The venue for this event was somewhat remote. It was like a dilapidated auditorium. However, tables and chairs were removed. The building only had one floor, and the curtains on the stage were still there.

After arriving at the place, they discovered that there weren't many participants. It seemed that there were only about 30 people, the number was exactly the number of people who signed up in the chat group. After entering, every participant was attracted by Christy.

Christy was dressed in a sequined gown today. The golden light was quite dazzling, and her curvaceous figure attracted many men. Of course, their eyes were fixed on her. Some men did not stare at her with lust. Instead, they just glanced at her for a moment before moving their sights away.

After all, what they really liked was coming right away.

Quite a few curious men walked over and asked Noah, "Why did you bring your female companion here?"

Noah smiled without revealing any traces. "I used to take a female companion to cover up for this kind of event. I didn't expect that it is unnecessary for this place."

Noah used a simple statement to mark himself as an experienced player, and relaxed the participants' alert, and even made them feel a little excited to find another fellow companion.

"This is the second time I've participated. The last organizer ... was caught. After waiting for a few days, I thought that no one would host another one. I didn't expect this event will really happen."

"The one who got caught is somewhat lucky anyway. I participated in one before, and the organizer was stabbed to death on the bed..."

"I know that. I heard that he was killed by the girl..."

When they spoke, none of them noticed Christy's expression. She stiffened for a moment, then smiled perfectly at Noah as if nothing had happened. All sorts of amorous feelings appeared in her eyes.

"Have you ever thought of buying a girl and keeping her at home?" Noah suddenly asked. His resolute face was a little fierce at the moment, but no one paid attention to his expression. Because the organizer had arrived, everyone turned to look at the organizer. Hearing his words, they did not turn around and said, "This won't work. If someone finds out, your life will be over. Furthermore, how can you hide a person without being found out? At least there must be a cellar."

When the others heard this, they turned around and began to discuss,

"I heard that the welfare institute has a cellar for children."

"Bullshit, why don't I know? Which welfare institution?"

"I just heard about it. I didn't say it was true."

"There are a lot of cellars in the rich people's homes. Maybe each rich family in the City Y has one..."

"I don't have one at home."

"Don't pick on me."

"The organizer here probably used girls for business. He won't sell one to me." Noah said regretfully.

A group of people nearby immediately began to chatter.

"Why buy from the organizer?"

"That's right. The organizer is just a middleman. He would definitely charge a high price. Furthermore, I have to say, what he have are not first-hand products."

"If you want to buy one, why don't you contact Merinda directly? She has resources, but I don't have any contact information. Someone told me before but I didn't dare to buy one. I still have a wife and children at home."

"Merinda?" Noah put on a puzzled expression naturally.