Peaceful and Elegant

The one who had been secretly spying on her seemed to have lost interest and disappeared. Lucille raised an eyebrow. She threw her backpack to her feet, then turned to look at the two-story villa next to Madam Grant's house. That was her grandmother's old house. In her memories, the house was peaceful and elegant. However, since no one had lived there for decades, weeds had grown all over the yard. The gate of the courtyard was covered with rust, and there was a piece of broken glass from the window on the first floor. It looked dark and eerie. Lucille's gaze darkened. With her level of knowledge, she could clearly tell that someone had snuck into the old house. There was a vague black mark on the window, which was a footprint left by someone when they jumped in through the window. Someone was sneaking into her grandmother's house. Why? Could it be that her grandmother had left behind something that others still remembered? Many thoughts flashed across Lucille's mind. In the end, she c