Chapter 262
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"Now, it's time for us to leave." Clark turned around and walked in the opposite direction of the balcony.
Allen saw a square door appear in the room as she passed through.
Allen hurriedly followed and felt for the invisible wall.
On the other side of the door, Allen found a staircase.
Walking down the stairs, Allen came to the hidden bushes in the manor's yard.
He went back to where he came from and found that the illusion was one-way, only leaving and not entering.
Walking out of the bushes, Allen looked up at the sky. The sun shone directly into the balcony on the second floor. It was impossible to tell that it passed through an invisible secret room.
Allen paid more attention to the book he just received.
"Allen!" A familiar voice came. It was Mr. Harris.
Allen looked over and found Aunt Josephine standing next to Mr. Harris, looking at him with a complicated expression.
There seemed to be relief and guilt …
"Allen, are you okay? What about the Dark Duke? How is he? "Aunt Josephine quickly walked over.
The velvet flowers on her hat trembled in the cold wind with her hurried steps.
"The Dark Duke is dead and will never appear again," Allen said.
The dazzling afternoon sun made it impossible for Allen to see Aunt Josephine's expression. He couldn't help but squint his eyes.
"Aunt Josephine, are you a vampire?" Allen was secretly on guard and exposed his aunt's identity in front of Mr. Harris.
Mr. Harris opened his mouth wide in shock and stared at Aunt Josephine.
"Josephine?" he shouted. "Josephine, is what Allen said true?"
Aunt Josephine turned around and nodded with a heavy heart.
A deep sadness rose in her heart. This sadness was extremely heavy. She might lose her brother.
"Please forgive me for hiding it." Her eyes were filled with despair and her voice faintly trembled.
"I was also controlled. When I married him, I didn't expect anything to happen to me."
Aunt Josephine couldn't hold herself back from revealing the secret she had kept for so many years. She sobbed sadly and couldn't say anything.
'Oh, Josephine! ' Mr. Harris rushed forward and threw his arms round Aunt Josephine. He held her for a long time.
"I'm such an incompetent brother. I actually didn't notice anything unusual about you at all. All these years … all these years …"
Mr. Harris's lips trembled violently, and regret and remorse consumed his heart.
Aunt Josephine looked up in surprise, large tears streaming down her cheeks.
"You're so silly. Why didn't you tell us? Do you think we would despise your station? "Mr. Harris said bitterly.
"I can't say. If it wasn't for Allen eliminating the Dark Duke, I wouldn't have revealed anything. A single thought from him is enough to turn me into ashes. "
Seeing Mr. Harris's words and actions, Aunt Josephine seemed to have taken a sedative and gradually calmed down.
"That notebook, Clark's notebook, you purposely put it on the bookshelf in Daisy's room, right?"
Allen suddenly asked.
"Yes. I originally wanted Daisy or Albert to discover it, but I didn't expect it to be you."
Aunt Josephine looked down at Allen and praised, "Allen, you're far more outstanding than I thought!"
Mr. Harris was confused. He had too many questions.
"It's not a good idea to talk in the cold wind. Dad, Aunt Josephine, how about we talk in the room? "
Although Allen knew that everyone was expressing their true feelings, he still felt that it was a bit silly for the three of them to stand in the cold wind and shout excitedly.
"Come with me. We can talk in the study." Aunt Josephine led the way into the room.
The three of them passed through the spacious hall and walked directly to the stairs at the end that faced the door. They then went up to the second floor.
Aunt Josephine led them to the westernmost corridor on the second floor. An exquisitely carved door appeared before them. Aunt Josephine's hand had just grasped the brass door handle when a large amount of blood suddenly flowed down from the top of the door, instantly dyeing the three people in front of the door red.
Mr. Harris was shocked. He wanted to take a closer look, but the blood had already disappeared without a trace.
"Clark, you're being naughty again." Aunt Josephine calmly looked at Clark, who had suddenly appeared. Her helpless expression had a trace of doting.
Allen stood to the side, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. How naughty!
Mr. Harris looked at the girl in red who had suddenly appeared in shock. Did, did he see a ghost in broad daylight?
"I saw it from the second floor. You were crying and laughing. I just wanted to lighten the atmosphere and ease your emotions. Did I do something wrong? "
Clark was a bit at a loss. In her memory, Josephine was the person who treated her the best, other than her parents.
"No, you did very well." Aunt Josephine smiled lovingly.
Although Clark was a little female ghost, it didn't stop her from developing feelings for Clark over the years.
Clark smiled shyly, turned around, and disappeared without a trace.
They were finally able to enter the study. Allen calmly observed the surroundings.
This was without a doubt a comfortable study. Not only did it have library-like bookshelves, there was also a tea table and chairs on the north side for reading.
All kinds of books were piled together. Some were slanted on the bookshelves, while others were piled on the ground.
The books here were mainly related to architecture and literature. Although they were scattered, they were very clean.
Allen guessed that this was probably where Aunt Josephine spent her time.
The ground was covered with a faded but very clean carpet. Against the wall was a sofa.
"Josephine, Allen, what's going on here?"
The three of them had just sat down on the sofa when Mr. Harris impatiently asked.
Allen told Mr. Harris what he had discovered and experienced after entering the manor.
He was very eloquent and logical. Soon, Mr. Harris understood what had happened.
"No matter what, Allen, you guys are too reckless! Why didn't you wait for us to come back? "
Mr. Harris was proud of Allen and Daisy's bravery and excellence, but at the same time he was angry. He was angry that these children acted on their own.
"Because I guessed that Aunt Josephine might be controlled by the Duke of Dark Night. In order to prevent family from fighting, I couldn't wait for you guys to come back." Allen blinked with an innocent expression.
"Also, when I was in Ravenclaw, I just learned how to deal with these undead creatures. I was confident."
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