Oh Mr General - Chapter 230

Leah nodded cutely. Shuffling her feet shyly, she followed Sato out of the room. Sato led her downstairs to the kitchen to introduce the helpers in the house. He had brought two helpers, Beth, who Leah had met before and Gwen, who was the youngest helper from his previous house. He then properly introduced Madel to Leah. “If you need anything, just ask any of them or ask me.”

Leah nodded again.

The little girl followed Sato around obediently and did not wander around. She, however, was mesmerized by the aesthetic of the entire house. The place was clean and simple. Modern furniture was laid across the entire house and the air in the house was fresh and unpolluted. Compared to what she was forced to live in for the past two years, Sato’s home was basically heaven. Back in her house, she slept in the kitchen storage room that barely fitted her with her body fully stretched. If she grew any taller, she would have to bend her legs.

As they ended their tour at the front pond, Sato gave the little girl some fish food and allowed her to feed the koi fish. To children, this was an extremely pleasant pastime. Sato did not stop her as she allowed her to roam free. While she was busy with that, he called for Madel and Beth to come over for a talk.

“So how was it, Beth?” Sato asked with a pained expression which he never showed in front of the little girl.

“To Master Sato, little girl Leah had many bruises along her arms and legs. There were numerous cuts on her limbs and one long shallow cut on her back. Thankfully, none were particularly deep wounds.” Beth reported as she had seen, though her voice gave away that she was also feeling bad for Leah.

“Okay. How about you, Madel?” Sato had tasked her earlier to call up the private investigator and to get her to come down to his house.

“Ms Moo said she would be coming down 10 minutes ago. So, she should be here anytime now.”

“Okay, thanks for your help, the both of you.” Sato looked towards Leah who was happily feeding the koi fish. There wasn’t any bit of discomfort in her facial expression. It must’ve become the norm for the girl and now, she did not know better.

In a short while, as Madel had predicted, the private investigator, Jessi Moo had arrived at the house. She wasn’t wearing her formal dress attire and chose to come in casual wear. From what she had gathered from Madel, Jessi knew that she was dealing with a young child. Being dressed in too formal of an occasion, would not have been ideal when it came to getting information out of her.

When Leah saw that Sato had let in a new lady into the house, the little girl was apprehensive at first, but Sato quickly introduced to the young girl that Jessi was a close friend of his and that she was trustworthy. Since Leah had already place her faith in the older man, she would naturally believe what Sato said about the new woman.

The private investigator was led into the living room space where she was seated down opposite Sato and Leah. The helpers had already prepared home-made cookies to help lighten the mode more. Leah did not stand on ceremony and was long nibbling on the chocolate chip cookies. Sato could not help but admire how cute Leah looked eating.

Seeing that she was now more comfortable, Jessi proceeded on to the next step of the investigation. She had already briefed Sato that he should be the one asking as he was a much better fit in this case. And so, Sato started off with an easy question, “So Leah, could you tell me what is your full name?”

“Leah J. Macy.” The little girl was cooperative with Sato.

“Could you tell big brother what your daddy and mommy’s names are?”

“Leah, you have to believe in big brother. I will not let your daddy and mommy hit you anymore. Big brother will protect you, alright?”

Hearing Sato’s words, Leah thought for a short moment and nodded understandingly. “My daddy’s name is Mark. My mommy’s name is Jocelyn.”

Jessi wrote down the names and immediately got down to cracking the case of Leah’s family identity. With this, it was usually more than enough information to figure out the identities of the culprits. The police records tapped into the country’s database of citizens and with that, they would be able to narrow it down based on family relations. Surely enough, there would not many families that had the same names. The next question that Sato was tasked to ask was more related to context.

“Could you tell big brother about your bruises?” With this question, Leah tried her best to explain in her context. She spoke about how she would be hit whenever her father was angry about work, or how if she did her chores too slow, her mother would hit her. Even her siblings, who Jessi noted down too, would take turns to tease and bully the girl.

After about ten minutes, Jessi who had been searching up the country’s internal database, narrowed down the targets to one family. The Macy family who had fallen into bankruptcy in the past two years came to light to Sato. The adoptive child, Leah J. Macy, rang a bell in the young man’s head.