Chapter 693

"Tiffany, call Vincent." Ronald called out to her. She stopped in her tracks. "What do you mean?" He didn't answer and stared at her in silence, which made her uncomfortable. "Tiff?" Belinda's voice came from the living room. Tiffany hurried off. Tiffany lingered for about ten more minutes before deciding to leave. When she got home, the courtyard was empty—Vincent still hadn't returned. Her chest tightened with worry as she rushed inside and dialed his number. The phone rang endlessly until someone finally picked up. But it wasn't Vincent. It was Alex. "Tiffany, what's up?" Tiffany froze. Since Donald's death, her and Vincent's lives had settled into a steady rhythm. Vincent always had his phone on him and usually answered her calls personally. But today… Ronald's face flashed through Tiffany's mind, tightening her chest. She asked, "Where's Vincent?" "Mr. Lewis is in a meeting," Alex replied. Tiffany glanced at the clock. Vincent had been paying close attention to Lewis Gr