Chapter 127: I am an Admirer of Brandon Piers

Abigail slowed her pace, cautiously moving forward and finally stopping in front of the window.

The old house was aged, styled with antiquity, its window frames carved in small plum blossom patterns. Abigail gingerly peered in, trying to see who was inside.

"Mr. Thompson, we checked, no one is in the old house, it's suddenly empty. It appears that they prepared for Master Brandon's hospitalization in advance," reported one of the technical personnel in charge of surveillance.

"How can everyone disappear in just one morning, check again." Thompson Taylor, after leaving the parking lot and finding out about the situation at Piers' Mansion, had rushed over without delay, hoping to redeem his mistake, only to come up empty-handed.

He couldn't comprehend how everyone could suddenly vanish despite continuous surveillance on the house.