My Mate Has Two Wolves By Jessica

Catherine's POV
After I left the study, I searched the room again for the necklace. I even lay on my stomach and looked under the bed carefully.
But I still couldn't find the necklace. It just vanished. Was it really the maid who stole it?
The royal pack had always been strict with the servants. How could a thief blend into the villa?
I was very upset. I had a glimmer of hope when I heard Patricia say that she had an impression of the necklace.
But what should I do now?
I couldn't tell Patricia what the necklace looked like just by describing it.
I was restless, then I thought of my phone. I quickly found it and turned it on.
I checked through the photos in it. As I found the photos that I was looking for, I breathed a sigh of relief.
I almost forgot that I had the photos of the necklace on my phone. I could show them to Patricia tomorrow.
The next morning, clouds obscured the sun and shrouded the city in gloom.
I got up early because I knew that Patricia would come to the lakeside villa early.
I got changed and walked out of my room. Then, I saw Blake leaning against the wall in the corridor and had not changed his
clothes yet. He was still in his grey nightgown and had a cigarette in his hand. He seemed to be in a bad mood.
He looked at me and then continued to take a drag on his cigarette.
He looked concerned, so I walked over and asked, "Why are you up so early and smoking? Did something happen?"
"You are up early too. What's the matter?" Blake looked at me and asked.
I smiled faintly, "Nothing, I woke up early. But you look worried. Is it about work?"
Blake shook his head. "No, Cathy. But I need to talk to you."
I was stunned for a moment when I heard Blake's words.

I was about to nod when Patricia's voice came from the stairs. "Cathy, is that you? Are you up?"
Since she asked so, I said to Blake, "Let's talk later. There is something important that I need to tell Patricia."
"Cathy..." Blake suddenly grabbed my wrist.
I turned around and looked at him in surprise. Then I smiled. "Come on. It won't take long. Just wait for me, OK? I'll come back
soon!"
I walked downstairs and saw Patricia. She wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and stood at the head of the stairs, looking
refreshed.
She smiled as she saw me. "Can I take a look at your necklace from last time? It might belong to an old friend of mine."
"Really?" I guessed that Patricia wanted to help me find my biological parents, and I was very excited about it.
"Yes. Do you still have it?" Patricia asked tentatively.
"I'm sorry, Patricia. It's gone. I don't know where it is. Dowen suspected that it was stolen by a maid who had resigned."
Patricia nodded and said, "Why did the maid only take the necklace? There are so many valuable things in your drawer. All the
jewels Blake bought were expensive, much more than that necklace."
I forced a smile and said, "You are right. I think so, too. But Dowen said that the maid probably couldn't tell about it."
"It's impossible. The royal pack is very strict in recruiting servants. Besides, the servants on duty are all well-trained. The royal
pack will never hire such a person."
Patricia might think that I was making an excuse.
For a moment, I was speechless. Then, I said, "Patricia, it doesn't matter. I still have the photos of the necklace on my phone. I
can show you if you want."
I had a feeling that Patricia suspected that I had deliberately lost the obsidian pendant. So, I told her about the photos on my
phone.
However, it felt strange since I was the one who lost the necklace. I felt bad enough. Why was Patricia blaming me?

I took out my phone and found the photos. Then, I passed it to Patricia.
Patricia looked at my face for a while, and then she took my phone.
She looked stunned as she saw the two photos of the necklace. She pushed her glasses on the bridge of her nose for a closer
look.
She stumbled a little, raised her head, and looked into my eyes with mingled emotions.
However, I asked her with expectations, "Patricia, have you seen it before?"
But, for some reason, Patricia's face stiffened.
I tensed up involuntarily. I asked Patricia again, but she suddenly gave the phone back to me.
Then she turned around and left without a word.
I looked at Patricia's back, confused. What was going on? Why did her expression change in an instant? And she was suddenly
so cold to me.
I was about to run after her for an answer. But, Blake's voice came from behind.
"Cathy..."
I halted my steps and turned back. I looked at Blake, feeling a little anxious. "Did Patricia see my necklace before? Does she
know about my parents?"
Blake quickly walked over. "How did you know that Patricia knew about this?"
I pointed at my phone. "I showed her the photos of the necklace just now. She seemed to have known something, and her
expression changed."
"What?" Blake trembled. He tried to utter some words. "You have its photos on your phone?"
I nodded. "Yes. I took these photos when I was at the royal treasury."
Blake looked desperate. He leaned against the wall and tried to stand still.

"What's going on with you, Blake? You do not look well. Is there something you didn't tell me?" I looked at him, bewildered.
"Cathy, I'll go up and get changed now." Blake didn't answer me. He simply turned around and went upstairs.
A few minutes later, he came down in a suit.
I sat down on the sofa in a daze. When I saw him come downstairs, I went to him at once. Blake, however, hurried out of the
door. As he walked, he said, "Something urgent came up from work, and I need to deal with it. I will leave the kids to you."
I tried to stop him and ask him a few questions, but he did not give me a chance. He quickly got into the car, which immediately
drove off.