CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY NINE – THE CALLING CARD

The aroma of simmering tomato sauce and freshly baked bread filled the luxurious penthouse, creating an inviting atmosphere that belied the darkness lurking just beyond its walls. Charlotte hummed softly to herself as she moved about the kitchen, putting the final touches on the romantic dinner she had meticulously prepared for Julian's return home. A smile tugged at the corners of her mouth as she envisioned his reaction – the way his face would light up with surprise and appreciation for her efforts. It was these simple moments, she realized, that made the turmoil and upheaval of the past few months bearable. As long as she had Julian by her side, she could weather any storm. The melodic chime of the doorbell pulled Charlotte from her reverie. Frowning slightly, she glanced at the time, perplexed. Julian wasn't due home for another hour at least. Perhaps it was a delivery, or... Her breath caught in her throat as a creeping sense of unease washed over her. No, it couldn't be. Not