The Rabbit Girl Who Shook the Walker Family Chapter 09

The Rabbit Girl Who Shook the Walker Family Chapter 09

He did not smile. His gaze still rested on the 

rabbit. Emma had sewn the voice recorder into the 

rabbit. She knew she might not live long enough for Lily to grow up. She also knew the child was 

too young to explain things clearly. So she had only taught Lily one sentence. 

Give it to Ethan. Lucas turned to Ethan. 

“Why did she look for you?” 

Ethan did not answer immediately. He took out his 

phone and opened an old file. 

“I just had someone check Emma’s 

communication records from three years ago.” 

“The night before she left the Walker family, she sent me a message.” 

Lucas’s eyes darkened. 

“You never said that.” 

Ethan turned the phone toward him. On the screen 

was a carrier record screenshot. Sent time: 

August 17, three years ago, 11:42 p.m. Recipient: Ethan Walker. The content was not visible. It only 

showed that it had been sent successfully. 

Ethan’s voice dropped low. 

“I never received it.” 

John frowned. 

“Carrier records can be wrong too, can’t they?” 

Ethan glanced at him. 

“That’s why I checked my phone backup.” 

He turned to another page. 

“That night at 11:46 p.m., someone logged into my 

cloud account.” 

“At 11:47 p.m., that message was deleted.” 

Lucas stared at the time. Four minutes. Emma 

had sent a request for help. Four minutes later, it 

had been erased. 

Ethan continued, “The login address was the 

Walker estate internal network.” 

Several low gasps sounded in the banquet hall. 

Rachel’s hand rested on Sophie’s shoulder. Her 

fingertips slowly curled. John said at once, “There 

are so many people in the estate. Servants, armed 

guards, guests. Any of them could have 

connected to the network.” 

“You can’t pin this on family just because of one 

internal network address.” 

Ethan nodded. 

“That’s why we check the device.” 

He handed the phone to his assistant. 

“Pull every device that accessed the estate network on the night of August 17 three years ago.” 

“Especially the second floor, the private study, and the east guest room.” 

Old Mr. Walker’s face darkened completely. The east guest room on the second floor. That was the 

room Emma had stayed in at the estate back then. 

Lily did not understand these things. She only 

knew the adults were talking about her mother. 

Holding the rabbit, she asked softly, “What did 

Mommy send you?” 

Ethan did not answer at once. He studied the 

rabbit with the torn belly. 

“We haven’t found it yet.” 

Lily looked down. 

“Oh.” 

After a while, she asked again, “Then did Mommy look for you?” 

Ethan looked at her. The little girl’s eyes were red, 

but she did not cry out loud. It seemed she was 

afraid that if she cried, she would disturb the 

adults working. Ethan’s throat tightened. 

“Yes.” 

Lily’s little hand touched the rabbit’s ear. 

“Then why didn’t you come?” 

Her voice was barely audible. But Ethan felt as if 

something had pressed down on him. For a long 

while, he did not speak. Lucas did not speak 

either. That night, Emma had looked for Ethan. 

Perhaps she had looked for him too. 

But those messages never reached the people 

who should have received them. Old Mr. Walker 

stood with his cane. 

“Investigate.” 

“Start from the day Emma entered the Walker 

family three years ago.” 

“Transfers, visitors, internal network records, staff 

movements. Don’t miss a single thing.” 

The blood drained little by little from Rachel’s face. She still wanted to speak when her phone 

vibrated. Almost at the same time, Ethan Walker’s 

assistant hurried back. He handed a tablet to 

Ethan Walker. 

“Attorney Walker, we found it.” 

“At 11:46 p.m. That night, the device that deleted the message connected to the Walker estate 

internal network.” 

“The device note says personal computer.” 

Ethan took the tablet. Lucas stood beside him. On 

the screen, device records appeared line after line. 

Lily sat far away and could not see clearly. She 

only saw that Lucas’s expression hardened. Ethan 

raised his eyes. 

His gaze passed over the crowd and landed on 

Rachel. 

“The device’s last registered location.” 

“The west private study on the second floor.” 

Rachel’s lips turned pale. Old Mr. Walker’s cane struck the floor heavily. The west private study on 

the second floor of the Walker estate. Three years ago, that was the room Rachel used to temporarily manage accounts and off–book cash flows. 

Rachel stood under the light. Her hand was still on Sophie’s shoulder. 

Sophie shrank from the pain. 

“Mommy.” 

Only then did Rachel let go. She lifted her head to Ethan, smiling with difficulty. 

“The west private study was accessible to anyone 

three years ago.” 

“I was temporarily managing accounts and 

off–book cash flows. I was not the only one who 

touched that computer.” 

Ethan tapped the tablet. 

“So I didn’t say it was you.” 

“I only said the device was registered under your 

name.” 

Rachel’s smile froze completely.