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Anya sighed, leaned on his shoulder, and said in a low voice: "But...how could he ask Qing'an to bring me a message? I'm a little uneasy..."

"Didn't you say that Dad agreed with him to come in? It should happen that Qing'an ran out...he met him, right?"

"I hope so." Anya nodded. She is now fully coping with the elders' meeting and reacquainted with the business of the group headquarters. She has indeed devoted a lot of energy. Xia Jin has reduced activities and filming during this period, giving her more support and protection.

For Anya, sometimes she also feels the magic of fate.

At least when she was 16 years old, she would never have thought that she would leave Louis and marry to Huaxia; but now, she is not only married, but also takes it as her home, with a peerless husband and three lovely children.

Thinking of this, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

After Caffney's birthday party was over, the guests left one after another. Qing'an and West's group had formed a deep friendship and invited each other. Xia Yuanting also left on the third day because of his studies. .

Qing'an has a relatively long vacation and will continue to stay in France.

Both grandpa and mother are busy, and she hangs out with her uncle.

"No problem at all?" Qing'an leaned on his uncle's back, and said strangely, "I saw him cover that crazy woman that day, and that woman still appeared in front of Mommy later."

"I also went to check." Kevin said, "She came here by herself, and she came in with an invitation card from a guest, and that guest lost the invitation card."

"Then how did you get the invitation?" Qing'an persisted, "Is Luis's security already inferior to this point?"

"It was stolen just before the start of the banquet, and the guests didn't even notice it... But it's basically confirmed that it was done by insiders." Kevin said, "But there is no evidence to prove that it was Warren, he is Uncle Brown's nephew, and... He and Julie also knew each other, maybe just ran into her."

Qing'an touched her nose, but said nothing.

"Who is in charge of our security this year?" Qing'an said, "This person needs to be investigated."

"Uncle Brown, but Warren is actually in charge of the periphery. Dad trusts Brown very much, so he also trusts Warren."

"Then what explanation does he have?" Qing'an said, "A stranger has entered the manor, and the family needs an explanation."

"It is said that someone in the kitchen stole the guests' things and resigned." Kevin said grimly, "But...the investigation went so smoothly, so I don't believe it."

This is what Uncle suspected of Warren.

Qing'an looked at him: "But it sounds reasonable."

Kevin smiled at her, showing a row of shiny teeth: "There is no problem with his resume, there is no problem with his identity, and this matter seems to be okay... But... your uncle and I are adventuring in the jungle to survive. People who come down, sometimes intuition is more important than anything else..."

With a new theory of Kevin, Qingan squatted beside him, listening to him carefully.

"This kid's parents died when he was in his teens, and he was adopted by Uncle Brown. He is not Uncle Brown's son... I always think this kid is very dangerous..."

Qing'an remembered that when she saw Warren for the first time, she had a special vigilance. The man looked docile and polite, full of gentlemanly demeanor, but Qing'an always felt that there was a secret deep in his eyes.

This is an experience and feeling of being human in two lifetimes.

Can't tell.

"Uncle, what are you going to do?"

"Using the topic to play, let him go back to the southern manor to recuperate for a while..."

Southern Manor?

Wait, Kevin used to be at the South Manor?