"Let’s go, you guys help me listen for any sound," Melody Thorne said as she took out her phone and dialed that number, the sound of connecting coming through.

Leon Rivers and the others were all watching their surroundings carefully,

but this building only has four floors, and they hadn’t heard anything at all walking up from below, which was quite baffling.

The call hadn’t been disconnected, and the locator in Harold Chapman’s hand kept showing that the fourth floor’s position was right next to them, yet they couldn’t find it.

"Sis-in-law, say something," Leon Rivers said, tapping around as he spoke.

If it was something Howard Seymour left behind, maybe he didn’t want others to discover it, especially not in the family elder’s place.

"Alright."

Melody Thorne brought the phone to her ear and spoke, "I’m at the Seymour Family place, where are you?"

A beep was heard, and the call was abruptly ended.

"I heard it. It seemed to come from this statue," Leon Rivers pointed to a corner of the wall where there was a small monkey statue, covered in dust and very inconspicuous.

Leon Rivers went over to lift the small monkey out, only to find that it was intentionally covered in plaster by someone. Due to the age, some of it had already fallen off.

Once Leon Rivers removed all the plaster, it really was a robot inside.

Disappointment flickered in Melody Thorne’s eyes; she thought it was human or that Howard Seymour wasn’t really dead, constantly contacting her. But the truth was it was just a small robot.

"Don’t be disappointed," Jared Quinn said, wrapping an arm around Melody Thorne’s shoulder. "Since it’s here and was intentionally buried, your dad must’ve come up to the fourth floor."

And that family elder couldn’t escape being involved.

Melody Thorne squatted down to look at the small robot in front and dialed that number again. The small robot didn’t react, but the call connected,

"Did my dad place you here?" Melody Thorne’s voice inexplicably started to tremble.

"On XXXX year XX month XX day, I gained a precious daughter. She’s particularly cute, and I’m very happy that she was born healthy, breaking the Seymour Family’s ridiculous prophecy. It also suggests that this conspiracy is about to end."

Melody Thorne silently mouthed the information the robot had just said, realizing it was the date of her birth, recorded in Howard Seymour’s real voice, and she could hear how excited he was, how much he adored her,

In those days, Howard Seymour wasn’t unaware of the conspiracy; he wasn’t blind to it, struggling all along.

Noticing her emotional change, Jared Quinn took her phone and turned it off. "Did you forget you also have our child?"

Melody Thorne didn’t speak, stood up, picked up the robot off the ground, and started walking upstairs. She knew there must be a type of storage device in the robot containing Howard Seymour’s voice.

But this seemed more like Howard Seymour knew he was dying, so he recorded this in such a way, leaving a string of numbers later for her to contact this place.

Jared Quinn carefully followed behind her, protecting her.

Outside the elder’s place, many were standing around waiting for them to come out, curious to see what they’d find, even the elderly man was waiting outside.