Chapter 640

That night, Tiffany had dinner with the Stewart family before going home with Cynthia. When she reached the gates of their mansion, she seemed to glimpse a shadow flitting past the headlights. She drove the car into the porch and picked Cynthia up as she stared at the place she had seen the shadow. The intricate streetlamps let out a warm glow onto the street, but the shadows of the trees remained dark and firm. If someone was hiding there, it would be a perfect cover. Tiffany's instincts were telling her that someone was hiding there. Vincent wasn't home yet, so Tiffany didn't dare to get any closer, especially not with a child in her arms. Cynthia made tiny noises in her arms. Tiffany quietly consoled her and heard the trees begin to rustle. She looked up and yelled, "Who's there?" She was met with complete silence. The area that had rustled just now was completely silent once again, as if everything she had heard was just her imagination. She didn't dare to go over and brough