Handcuffs And Kisses (Series #1)

Chapter 8

Lilian Carson POV

I was looking for a dress to wear tomorrow, but my attention was on the door and the hat man, who appeared out of nowhere. I even asked Hannah about the top hat man, but she stated she had never met anyone like him. I should probably keep an eye on Alexander. In any case, I don't sleep at night. The hat man and the door seem to be linked in some way.

I changed into a nightgown after finishing dinner. I still recall waking up startled on the morning of my first day in this place to discover that my clothes had been replaced with a nightgown. The good news is that Alexander was not the one who altered it. That day, I felt so ashamed for having the thought. Actually, Hannah was the one who assisted me. I'm appreciative of her assistance and her kindness, which made a tremendous difference. The only person who keeps me sane around here is Hannah.

I made the decision to pass the time until midnight. I can begin my quest once everyone has gone to sleep. I hope it works because that is the only strategy I have right now because I don't have any other options. I am aware of the dangers associated with going out at night, but there is nothing else I can do to find what I am looking for. I need to exercise caution and avoid standing out.

Perhaps I will try calling my father's secretary to see how she is doing and to see if I can learn anything about my dad and Mr. Alexander. Sherley, Dad's assistant, and I were close associates; we both detested Dad. She receives a nice salary, which is why she hasn't quit her job.

Sherley's phone rang three times when I dialled her number, but nobody answered. Has my dad fired her? I should try to call her later in either case. I readied myself as I watched the clock tick beyond one o'clock. This is the moment to look into Alexander. I've heard that he works nonstop, especially at night. He may be a night owl, and I don't hold that against him. I exited my room into the dimly lit hallway with my hair in a bun.

I should go to Alexander's room and see if it's open first. I can pick the lock if it's locked. I've gained experience using hair pins to pick locks, so I know how to do it. I attempted to escape whenever my father use to locked me in a room. After numerous failures, I finally succeeded one fine day when I figured out how to pick a lock.

I'd look through Alexander's laptop if I could get into his room. He constantly has that laptop with him; it must contain crucial information. Maybe I can find something to blackmail him with, giving me leverage over him and allowing me to avoid marrying that jerk.

I pulled out my phone in case I needed the flashlight. With the exception of the places that have ceiling lights, the hallway is mostly in the dark. I took my time moving down the corridor, trying to avoid stumbling over any squeaky flooring. I could see Alexander's room door as I neared the end of the corridor. Along the trip, I didn't spot any maids or workers, which is wonderful.

Alexander is a great mystery, and I love to solve them. My favourite detective has always been Sherlock Holmes, and while I can't make deductions the way he does, I am skilled at observing.

I could hear voices as I got closer to his door. Despite the darkness, I could see two shadows moving in my direction. I dash behind the enormous vase in the corner. How are people still present here at this time? I must use caution. I recognised the silhouettes as bodyguards as they passed past. Guards' presence could indicate that the location is safe or that there may be a threat. It's crucial to properly analyse the circumstances before acting.

One of the guards said, "I heard the guy betrayed master," which I overheard.

Master? Alexander, I believe, is the master. Was Alexander then betrayed by someone? The guards may be patrolling now for that reason, or it may simply be part of their regular duties.