Chapter 284: The Police Found Silas

Carter and I were still speculating on how our enemy would handle Silas’s body, even preparing to lure them out. We never expected them to turn the tables and report to the police. If Silas was truly dead, the Boltons were in serious trouble, facing both a lawsuit and a mountain of problems. If he was alive, the police would soon find out. The people behind this had truly dark intentions.

The police’s arrival surprised everyone. Adam rushed back, and upon seeing the police surrounding him, shouted, “What is going on? Why are the police here at my house!”

“Mr. Bolton,” one officer replied, “your maid has reported a body on the estate. We’ve come to investigate.”

Adam, completely stunned, stammered, “A body? My estate has a body? Who called the police? I sure you have the right place? Where would the…”

The commotion alerted Jeffrey, who had been resting, to come downstairs. The police had sealed off all exits—no one could leave, only enter.

The maid who stepped forward was Linda Snider, the one who had drugged Silas. I had always held her in high regard. Daisy, though loud, was harmless. Linda, on the other hand, was more reserved and seemed efficient—she had always appeared honest. No one had expected her to do something like this. When she raised her hand to admit it, all eyes turned to her.

Daisy, still confused, looked at Linda and asked, “Linda, what body are you talking about? Are you crazy?”

Jeffrey’s sharp gaze shot toward Linda, and he said, “I’m curious too. When did my house hide a body?”

An officer asked, “Since you’re the one who called the police, why don’t you tell us where you found the body? Who is it?”

Linda, trembling under everyone’s gaze, spoke with a shaking voice. “Officer, I haven’t seen the body, but I suspect someone was murdered here!”

“Tell me. Why do you suspect that?” the officer asked.

“Yesterday, I noticed many bodyguards standing outside the small shed in the backyard. I’ve worked at the estate for years and have never seen anything like it. People were also carrying food from the kitchen to the shed. I thought maybe someone inside couldn’t move freely,” she explained.

Adam’s face turned red with anger. He snapped, “You ungrateful snake! I’ve treated you well, and this is how you repay me? Making up such ridiculous lies to slander my family? I, as the family head, didn’t even know there was anyone back there, but you, a mere maid, knew all along?”

Despite the seriousness of the moment, Adam’s words sounded somewhat comical. His position as family head was questionable, at best. After all, not only did he not know about the person in the backyard, but he hadn’t even realized that his own son had been swapped for years. So it was no surprise he didn’t know what was going on in the backyard.

Nelson gestured to calm Adam down. He said, “Mr. Bolton, please, let her continue. Since you didn’t see a body, how can you be so sure someone is dead?”

Linda, still trembling, added, “This afternoon, I saw Mr. Carter’s assistant going in and out of the small shed. They were carrying cleaning supplies…and a large body bag. I was terrified. I feared someone in the Boltons had taken a life, so I quickly called the police.”

Linda recounted what she had seen, and Nelson turned to Carter. “Mr. Carter, would you like to explain yourself?”

Carter remained indifferent, unconcerned by Linda’s accusations. He calmly replied, “Like Adam, I have no idea about anybody.”

“Well then, please lead us to the shed so we can take a look for ourselves.”

Linda eagerly responded, “This way.” It seemed that she had been keeping an eye on the shed, waiting for Silas to be moved so she could report it to the police before anything could be hidden.

The group headed to the backyard’s small shed, where bodyguards remained at the door. Adam began to panic. He hadn’t expected bodyguards guarding the backyard. Could Linda be telling the truth? What had Carter been up to in the house?

Nelson turned to Carter and asked, “Mr. Carter, would you mind if we checked inside?”

“Go ahead,” Carter replied, his eyes still calm, making Adam even more uncertain.

Adam gave Carter several pointed glances, his eyes nearly twitching with strain. Carter pretended not to notice, not even acknowledging him with a glance. Then, he turned to me, trying to catch my eye for some hint.

I raised my gaze and asked, “Adam, are your eyes cramping? I know an old doctor who’s great at treating things like that. He specializes in facial spasm and Bell’s palsy.”

Adam was furious. “You might as well let Carter take a look, in case you can’t bear children.” Clearly, he was really upset—what a childish curse to throw!

Sheila wasn’t home; she had gone to get her nails done. No one could tell if she was avoiding the situation on purpose or if it was just a coincidence. Jeffrey’s face was stern, with a hint of anger creeping through. Luke was nervous. After all, he didn’t fully understand what was happening.

The bodyguards took the order and slowly opened the door. Carter glanced at Linda. “Go inside and see if you find the body you’re talking about.”

Linda couldn’t look Carter in the eye, quickly lowering her head as she entered the shed. Nelson and the others followed closely behind.

Luke whispered nervously, “If we find Silas, even if he’s not dead, we’ll still be in trouble for detaining someone.”