Chapter 1115

As soon as the first session of the photoshoot wrapped up, Abigail darted over to deliver warm jackets to Hazel and Shawn. Shawn looked comfortably dressed for the weather, but poor Hazel was shivering, goosebumps visible on her arms. Grace started to step forward, but she suddenly froze, a frown forming on her face. A sharp unease washed over her. Instinctively, she shielded little Cliff's face with her hand, her sharp eyes scanning the park. The plum blossoms were in full bloom, their delicate fragrance mingling with the crisp air. Visitors wandered the park with cameras in hand, capturing the vibrant flowers in full display. Grace's expression was unusually serious as she carefully bundled Cliff in a snug blanket. Her body shielded him completely, ensuring not a single inch of his tiny arms was exposed. She paced around the park. Everything seemed perfectly normal, yet she couldn't shake the feeling that a camera lens had been trained on her moments earlier. "Grace, w