Chapter ３１

The night was dark and cicadas chirped incessantly.

There was a clear knock on the door.

Nicola Clinton raised his hand and rubbed between his eyebrows, "come in."

The Butler, Uncle Mark , pushed the door in and stood in front of the book with his head down. "Master , we've found it out."

He looked at Nicola Clinton up and down. Seeing that he didn't stop him, he continued, "that man's surname is Gao. He is indeed a stylist, and a regular customer of the nightclub that worked in Amelia Wytte before, but..."

Suppressing the inexplicable irritability in his heart, Nicola Clinton raised his head and asked, "but what?"

"But according to my investigation, he is not familiar with Amelia Wytte."

In other words, it was impossible for him to be invited by Amelia Wytte as the man said.

Nicola Clinton 's face turned cold for a moment.