Chapter 311 Why Don't You Just Rob a Bank

William didn't explain. After all, explanations had never been his style. Standing by the railing on the second floor, he looked downstairs, his gaze stretching through the open door into the dark night. Tilting his head slightly, he suggested, "You should get some rest. They've prepared a room for you." "And what about you?" Elena asked instinctively. William's gaze lowered slightly. Though he didn't show displeasure, Elena sensed his reluctance to be questioned. She bit her lip. "I mean, if Mrs. Matilda notices that you're gone tomorrow morning, she'll want to know where you went. What should I tell her?" "Tell her whatever you think is appropriate," William said as he took a few steps forward, then paused and turned back. "Mrs. Navarro might not be in the right emotional state to clarify things. Make sure to inform Mrs. Matilda tomorrow about the culprit that Emelie has identified," he added. Elena's eyes flickered slightly at William's mention of "the culprit that Emelie had