Chapter 687
Chapter 687
Yelloton was a third–tier city located in the northwest region.
It was an ancient city with its back facing a vast expanse of sky. The city lacked in everything except for yellow sand, thus how it got its name. The “yello” in Yelloton was taken from the word ‘yellow‘.
At twelve noon, Adrian and Mya arrived at Yelloton’s main street in their car. Both sides of the bustling street were filled with a joyous, festive mood. Several cars headed by a wedding car drove past. It was a grand sight to behold.
Judging by the situation, someone was getting married.
Mya tilted her head to the side and sized up the passing wedding fleet as she drove. She saw the bride who was sitting in the wedding car through the car’s window and she started feeling emotional. She said in a flirtatious tone, “Sir, that woman looks so happy. She’s going to marry her lover soon. Oh, I’m so jealous.”
Adrian darted a look at Mya, “Are you troubled about your own marriage?”
“Very. How can I not be?” Mya answered, “Out of all my many siblings, I’m the one who’s finding it difficult to find a partner. My best friend from childhood already has a child who’s six or seven now while I don’t even have a boyfriend.”
Adrian said, “That’s because your standards are so high that you hold men in contempt.”
Mya grunted as if she disagreed. “Oh sir, shall we go and join the wedding for fun? We can have a drink or two and maybe I can even catch the bouquet!”
“Enough. Let’s focus on our task,” Adrian said.
Mya ended the topic with an “mm–hm.” She then became serious and said, “According to our investigation last night, Eira’s father is named Joel Snow, her mother is Megan Leaf, and she also has an older brother named Wiley Snow. The family returned from south Navia recently and their home is in a small yard in north Yelloton.”
“Let’s go.” Adrian beckoned her.
Mya drove the car in the direction of north Yelloton. Along the way, she said, “Joel and Megan are a little over sixty years old, while Wiley is twenty–nine. Their living conditions don’t seem very good.” Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.
“What does Wiley do for a living?” Adrian asked.
“He works at a steel factory near the pier.”
They chatted casually along the way. Fifteen minutes later, the car drove out of Yelloton’s urban area and arrived at a folk house at last. There was a small yard in front of the basic house built on the land.
The house appeared to have been built just recently and the outer wall had yet to be plastered. The yard was decorated with bright lights. When seen from afar, it looked like the backdrop of a backyard wedding.
However, the house was empty
“This is the place, sir,” Mya said after she stopped the car and pointed at the yard.
“Why does the house look so festive?” Adrian was puzzled.
Mya could see that as well. She chuckled and said, “It looks like they’re celebrating something, Why would the place be so brightly lit otherwise? But why isn’t there a single person home?”
Adrian had already gotten out of the car and walked toward the yard. Mya hastily got out as well and followed after him. They walked into the yard and looked around to find that there was no one there despite the numerous fairy lights hung up.
“Where’s everybody?” Mya looked at Adrian in puzzlement.
Adrian was about to say something when he saw a middle–aged woman walking past the yard. He approached her and asked, “ Hello, ma’am. May I Inquire where the residents of this house are?”
The middle–aged woman stopped and glanced suspiciously at Adrian and Mya. She said, “Are you members of the Snow
family? Their son is getting married today, and the wedding reception is being held at Yelloton Hotel. Are you here for the wedding?”
“Getting married?”
“Yes. The Snow family’s son is almost thirty years old, and after a lot of effort, he finally found someone to settle down with. The reception is taking place at Yelloton Hotel right now. You should head there quickly.”
Upon hearing this, Mya chuckled and said, “That should be the wedding fleet we encountered. I told you so we should go there for a drink or two, Let’s go, sir!”