Spoiled By The CEO: Why The Wife Is Kinda Sweet?

Chapter 936 The Curse of Fate

When Malcolm Dalton was traveling in Ambario, he passed by a small village and heard that there was

a man who liked to collect antiques. The man was in his nineties, but still physically strong. When he

was young, he traveled around to collect antiques. When he became old, he moved from the city to the

countryside with his great-granddaughter, because he didn’t like the polluted air in the city.

Malcolm also liked to study antiques and could be regarded as an enthusiast. So, he visited the old

man in order to see a few antiques that he was interested in.

The old man didn’t turn him away but received him warmly, and generously showed him the good stuff

he had.

As a highly respected person in this field, the old man waited patiently for Malcolm to look at his

antiques before he put the things away.

He was even kind enough to keep Malcolm for a meal before he let him go.

When Malcolm was just about to leave, he saw that piece of jade.

According to him, the jade was casually placed on an age-old table among other small items that

seemed invaluable, a place you might barely notice.

Those things, including the jade, released an earthy smell as if they were recently dug out from the

earth.

He wondered why the old man didn't see the value of the jade, or maybe he had no interest in that kind

of thing at all. The jade was just laid there, even with uncleaned dirt on it.

When he saw it, he was about to leave. He wanted to observe carefully, but he needed to catch a flight,

so he couldn't stay any longer.

In addition, the old man had no intention of keeping him longer, so he had to leave.

Since he just took a glance at it, so he couldn't be a hundred percent sure that thing was Celestial

Book.

Therefore, he thought he’d just give it a shot, and told Felix Bissel about it.

After hearing it, Felix was silent for a few seconds.

He looked at Malcolm Dalton and asked, "The old man you just mentioned, what is his name?"

Malcolm said, "Quill, and I don't know his first name. I only know that most people called him Old Quill,

and the locals who respect him would call him Mr. Quill."

Felix nodded.

"All right, thank you for the information. I will contact you after I verify it. By that time, you can tell me

what you want."

Malcolm promptly stood up and expressed his gratitude.

"Thank you, Mr. Bissel, I don’t want anything. It’s my greatest honor If I could help you."

Felix smiled and said nothing.

He let Donald send him out and then discussed it with Queeny.

"What do you think about what he said? Do you think it is true?"

Queeny pondered and said, "I don't think he will lie to us. He is a very honest person. And he has a

good reputation these years. Besides, he would not dare to lie to you. As for the truth...”

She paused and laughed, "Who knows? We will see when we go there and see it."

Felix nodded, "Then let’s leave for Ambario tomorrow."

Queeny was a bit surprised. "So soon?"

"Of course, I have already released the news about Celestial Book. Now everyone knows that this thing

has twelve pieces. Except for Clinton Zaccardi and us, there must be other people who want to collect

them. NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.

Since Malcolm disclosed this news to us, there’s no guarantee that he won’t tell others. So, we must

get there first."

Queeny came to understand and nodded, "Okay, then I'll pack up immediately."

"Great."

After Queeny went upstairs, Felix had Ford arrange transportation for the trip the next day, and

meanwhile, he called Mrs. McCarthy.

Mrs. McCarthy was a little surprised when she received his call.

Felix didn’t conceal the reason why he was going to Ambario this time, because he knew that if he was

in Ambario, they would know whatever he did.

To avoid suspicion, it's better to make it clear from the beginning.

It was a matter of Queeny's life and death. He didn’t believe Mrs. McCarthy and Mr. McCarthy would

just sit back and do nothing.

After Mrs. McCarthy heard it, sure enough, she immediately offered to help and urged them to come.

And She said she and Mr. McCarthy would arrange everything.

Felix hung up the phone.

As soon as he hung up the phone, Mrs. McCarthy pondered for a while, and then called Nancy to

check on the old man, Mr. Quill.

Felix wouldn’t arrive until the next day. Therefore, there were still over ten hours for her to collect some

useful information, hopefully. And that would save them some time.

Since this matter was within Ambario, it’s not difficult for Nancy to investigate.

Soon, she came back with the information.

According to Nancy's investigation, Mr. Quill was indeed a well-known antique dealer when he was

young.

After decades of traveling, he had collected a bunch of good stuff. But his story was a catalog of

misfortune. Maybe he got misfortune for dealing in antiques, maybe for some other reasons.

He had two sons and two daughters-in-law, and they all died one after another for some inexplicable

reasons.

His wife also died very early. When Mr. Quill’s son died, he left a child behind. So, Mr. Quill took the

child with him to raise him. Later, the child got married and had a daughter.

As he thought that this family would finally be able to live in peace, this couple also died in a car

accident, as if there was really a curse.

After they died, they left behind a girl named Fiona. Mr. Quill couldn't bear to see the little girl was left

alone, so he brought her home and gave her a nickname, called Duffy because he hoped it could keep

her from the misfortune.

In the countryside, everyone would not laugh if a boy had such a nickname.

But it was different for a girl.

Fiona never accepted her nickname. But Mr. Quill not only changed her name but also sent her to live

with one of his friends in a village. While traveling around for business, he would visit her occasionally.

When he was in his advanced years and Fiona had grown up safely and turned eighteen, he decided to

move back to the village and lived with his great-granddaughter.

But maybe there’s really a curse of fate or something. Not long after the reunion, Fiona suddenly

disappeared.

Yes, not died, but disappeared.