Ambrose looked sad; he bowed his head in shame and said, "Watson and Donoghue had plotted that together. Watson gave the treasure chest to Donoghue, and Donoghue had left very quickly."
'What?'
Heather trembled; she was utterly stunned.
A few seconds later, Heather cried, "That is the treasure my people have guarded for thousands of years. And now it's missing. How can I explain it to my father, and how can I explain it to the people..."
Heather felt angry and sad when she said that. Her tears could not stop.
Ambrose was in distress; he held Heather in his arms and comforted her. "Don't worry, I will bring the treasure back, and I will never let Donoghue use it for his evil plans."
His tone was firm and unquestionable.
Heather was moved to hear that assurance. She leaned against Ambrose's arms and said, "Thank you, Brother Ambrose."
For a while, the two of them held each other quietly in an embrace. The atmosphere changed a little.
Pfft!
Finally, Eira chuckled. "You guys continued with your chat; I'm heading out."
Eira was pleased to see his brother and Heather progressed so fast in their relationship. As a younger sister, she would give them space.
Heather's delicate face blushed when she realized that she was holding Ambrose so tightly. She felt ashamed; she wanted to find a place to hide.
Ambrose also blushed. He was embarrassed, and he said, "Sister, stop making fun of us."
He kept his gaze on Heather.
Heather looked gorgeous when he saw her at such a close distance. She was magnificent.
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