Chapter 383
She held her breath, checking each one.
Sure enough, all four digits, 9743 were there.
Could Caitlyn set the password as Mr. Hilliard’s concert dates?
That does sound like something a die-hard fan would do.
What about the other two numbers?
If 9743 is related to Mr. Hilliard, then the other two numbers should also be related to him.
Celeste thought for a moment, opened Google, and searched. And found out that Mr. Hilliard’s birthday was on June 5th.
Is this the password?
Celeste’s heart began to race.
Mason saw her standing there with a strange expression and asked, “What’s wrong?”
Celeste snapped back to reality, putting away her phone. “Mr. Fletcher, please tell Liam later that I must leave for an emergency. Remind him to take Trisha home when he comes back.”
Seeing her serious expression, Mason asked in a low voice, “What happened?”
“Nothing,” Celeste forced a smile. “There might be rain tonight, and my flowers need a rain cover. The new maid at home doesn’t know how to do it, and I’m worried she’ll damage the flowers, so I have to go back.”
“Alright, I’ll tell Liam later.”
“Thank you.”
With that, Celeste hurriedly left.
Mason stared at her retreating figure, thinking carefully about their conversation, and couldn’t help but frown.
Taking a cab back to Pinecrest Manor, Celeste went straight to the safe and entered 659743.
It was wrong.
She pursed her lips and entered 974365.
After entering the numbers, the safe beeped a few times, and she heard the sound of gears sliding inside. Then, with a “clang,” the door of the safe cracked open.
Celeste opened the safe and found a thick stack of documents inside.
She reached in and took them out, and the first thing she saw was a divorce agreement.
Her hand trembled as she picked up the documents and began to look through them.
The agreement was from seven years ago, signed by Caitlyn and Shawn.
She pursed her lips and continued flipping through the agreement.
According to the agreement, Shawn would leave with nothing after the divorce, the custody of their daughter would go to Caitlyn, and Shawn would only hold a small portion of the company.
Below were some company shares contracts and some bills she couldn’t quite understand.
Such a division of property was unreasonable. With Shawn’s temperament, how could he agree to sign it?
But soon, Celeste found the answer.
A thick stack of photos was in a brown paper bag below.
The photos were all secretly taken of Shawn and a woman.
Holding hands, embracing, and even pictures of the two getting intimate in a car. Various explicit images made her stomach cramp.
The woman with Shawn, even though she was much younger, Celeste recognized immediately as Helen, his secretary.
She forced herself to ignore the discomfort and continued flipping through the photos.
Gradually, a third person appeared in the photos, a teenage girl, Angel.
She held Shawn with one hand and Helen with the other, while Helen had a big belly. The three of them were walking in a community park.
