My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris)

Chapter 218 The labyrinth does not have exotic treasures

"Mother, you are not well, so you should rest more, and I will go to find Morris and Vivian."

Seeing the sad face of Madame Cheal, he added comfortingly, "No matter what, Morris is also

someone who has been through the gunfire, and is extremely skilled and brave, he will be fine."

"Alas, let's hope so."

With a frustrated sigh, Madame Cheal waved her hand, gesturing for Mike to leave.

Mike nodded and turned to leave the living room.

In the courtyard of the old mansion, he led a group of people around the large mansion in a non-stop

search until he reached the bamboo forest in the back garden, Mike's cold gaze glanced at the spot

where the boulder had been sat on by Vivian, then instructed everyone, "Look carefully and see if there

are any traces. You, take a few people to the bamboo forest to take a look."

"Yes, Mr. Mike."

The servant led the way, waved towards a few people, and together they went into the bamboo forest

and took a look around inside.

Even if the servant had stepped over the place where Vivian and Morris had fallen, he hadn't noticed

anything unusual.

As the night grew late, the people looking for Vivian and Morris still kept looking around.

Trent also contacted Arlo, who was the head of the criminal investigation team, and as a criminal

investigation police officer, he would naturally be more sensitive than ordinary people.

And since he was Morris' friend, he was naturally very relieved to have Arlo come.

Inside the secret room.

The two of them, Morris and Vivian, marked the path while looking for it.

Vivian, who was tired of walking, said, "Take a break, take a break, we won't find the exit for a while,

there's no hurry."

"Go to this room and rest."

Morris pointed to a room diagonally across from him, with a rotting wooden door.

He lifted his foot and kicked the door open, leading Vivian inside.

Taking a candlelight, he lit the wall nightlight, and the entire room was extra brightly lit by the two

nightlights.

"This is a study, right? With so many books on the shelves, wouldn't it be some ancient martial arts

mastery? Tsk ...... In case there's some kind of treasure map or something, won't I be rich?"

Vivian made a joke and walked over to the bookshelf, reaching out to touch the well-preserved shelf,

"It's not made of goldenrod, is it? How else would it still be intact after so many years?"

The two found many rooms along the way as they searched for an exit.

There was the large chambered hall, surrounded by several statues of divine beasts and bronze

statues; and bedrooms; pharmaceutical chambers; and more.

Vivian was reaching out to casually pick up a book to read, and she found a purple sandalwood box

under the thick dust at one side.

"What is this?"

She muttered as she opened the box.

But she withdrew her hand before it touched the box, "Morris, come here and look. There are shades of

dust that have fallen on this box, and there are even a few fingerprints, does this mean that someone

else knows about this place and has been here?"

Morris walked over to her, his gaze falling on the wood box with its finely carved dragon totem.

The dust covering the totem had visible fingerprints, but the fingerprints were covered with a thin layer

of ash.

"From the thickness and spacing of the fingers, it's obvious that it's a man’s."

Morris reached out and opened the rosewood box, and was surprised to find two pistols with a dozen

rounds of ammunition inside.

Depression flashed under the eyes of both Morris and Vivian as they looked sideways at each other

before looking at the box in unison.

Morris picked up the pistol and looked at it, "It's a Magnum Eagle in 9.1mm, also commonly known as

the 'Desert Eagle'."

He took a bullet and studied it carefully, "Judging by the newness, and the fingerprints on the box, this

person should have been here within the last two years."

"If it can appear in your secret room, it must be someone from your family."

Vivian didn't know enough about these things to analyze them, but judging by the thickness of the dust

from the fingerprints on the box, it really hadn't been here long.

"Still need to investigate."

Morris wasn't sure that the ones who had entered the chamber were from the Cheal family, but one

thing he was sure of was that when the two of them had fallen from above, they must have touched a

mechanism before they fell.

"Hey, something just occurred to me."

Vivian snatched the pistol from Morris' hand and clutched it in her hand as she inclined her head and

asked, "We found this secret room together, look at those bronze statues just now, they're all ancient, if

they're sold for money, don't you have to give me a share?"

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Vivian really wanted to hurry up and go out and sell the few bronze statues over there for a good price

and become a rich woman in a flash.

"That's only if you can walk out of here alive."

Morris raised his eyebrows, his handsome face tinged with a light smile, raised his hand, raised his

right index finger, and pushed the gun aside, "Be careful of hurting someone. If I die, you won't be able

to walk out of here by yourself."

"I ......"

Vivian was at a loss for words for a moment, not knowing how to retort, she had to admit that what

Morris said made sense.

If something happened to him, it would be hard to walk out of here on her own.

"OK, OK, OK, you can have the gun. I'll take a look at the books on the shelves, and see how old they

are. Maybe I'll find something like ancient books, or a collection of paintings by ancient writers, and

then I can sell them for a good price."

She imagined digging up gold and silver treasures, later sitting on a gold mountain, from then on she

would become a rich woman, so she a smile on her face.

"If we can sell these goodies for billions, we'll split them 50-50, besides taxes, we still have a lot of

money.

“When I have the money I'll keep a few of gigolos, tsk, life is pleasant."

Vivian reached out and flicked the thick dust on the bookshelf to fetch the book while imagining a better

life ahead.

As a result of the words, Morris yanked her into his arms, wrapping his hands around her waist, looking

down at the woman in his arms and saying in a deep voice, "What, I can't satisfy you by myself?"

"You ......"

Vivian just wanted to scold Morris for being sick, when did she promise to be with him?

With a plan in mind, she said, "The point is not whether you can satisfy me or not, but I am a woman

who is naturally philandering, and I like good-looking ones. My dream is to make a fortune and have a

lot of men, we are simply not suitable."

Although the phrase was not used very appropriately, it could show what Vivian meant.

Her words made Morris' face dark, and his sharp gaze glared at her for a long time, frozen in confusion

as to how to retort.

"Are you sure, with your little body, you can afford to toss and turn?" He reached up and gave her a

punishing twist on her waist, venting her anger in his heart.

Vivian pushed him away and took a step backward, “Handsome men are pleasing to eyes, I will kick

them out when I get tired of them. I will not only love a man.”