Chapter Twenty Seven

With Naevia gone, Arnold could now focus on what he was doing before her arrival to the mansion. He really didn't want to lose track of his goal.

During his conversation and time with Naevia, Arnold's mind has been on the lock and nothing else. His heart and soul weren't with Naevia, but on the lock.

He longed for her to leave the house so that he could return back to his work. But she took a long time to leave before he could resume with his work.

"A whole day wasted because of that girl. By now I would have cracked this lock and gotten what I wanted. Damn!" Arnold sparked angrily while trying to unlock the lock.

The more he tried, the more it became difficult for him. Arnold growls furiously and bumps his hands hard on the safe inside his late wife's wardrobe.

"My effort won't be in vain. I've waited for so many years because of this. I will not let my efforts...be in vain!" He roared angrily and pulled the safe out of the wardrobe. Allowing it to land hard to the ground.

Arnold imm