Clara Delevon Mansion — 4:20 PM
The rain had stopped by the time Clara and Arthur returned to the mansion.
However, the atmosphere inside the residence remained unusually tense.
Aaron was waiting in the private study with several sealed boxes arranged across the large desk.
"Madam, these are the documents recovered from your father's private archive."
Clara removed her coat.
"How many?"
"Seven boxes in total. Most contain personal correspondence, old financial reports, and confidential company documents. We also recovered an encrypted external drive."
Arthur glanced at the boxes.
"Where were they kept?"
"In the underground archive beneath the west wing. The room had been sealed after Mr. Delevon's death."
Clara stopped.
"Sealed by whom?"
Aaron hesitated.
"According to the original access records, the order came from Mr. Richard Delevon."
Clara let out a quiet laugh.
"Of course."
She walked toward the desk.
