Ambrose looked sad; he bowed his head in shame and said, "Watson and Donoghue had plotted that together. Watson gave the treasure chest to Donoghue, and Donoghue had left very quickly."

'What?'

Heather trembled; she was utterly stunned.

A few seconds later, Heather cried, "That is the treasure my people have guarded for thousands of years. And now it's missing. How can I explain it to my father, and how can I explain it to the people..."

Heather felt angry and sad when she said that. Her tears could not stop.

Ambrose was in distress; he held Heather in his arms and comforted her. "Don't worry, I will bring the treasure back, and I will never let Donoghue use it for his evil plans."

His tone was firm and unquestionable.

Heather was moved to hear that assurance. She leaned against Ambrose's arms and said, "Thank you, Brother Ambrose."

For a while, the two of them held each other quietly in an embrace. The atmosphere changed a little.

Pfft!

Finally, Eira chuckled. "Yo