Chapter 285 Wrong Address

Claire pressed the doorbell again, this time with more force, as if sheer determination would magically summon the person they were looking for. Beside her, Matthew raised an eyebrow. “Do you think she is home?” Claire gave a noncommittal shrug, her finger already hovering over the bell for a third press. Before she could press it again, there was a sound from inside—a shuffle of feet—and then the door creaked open. A woman, who looked to be in her forties, appeared in the doorway. Claire and Matthew exchanged confused glances. This was definitely not the person they were expecting. The woman blinked at them with equal confusion. “Can I help you?” Alexander, standing behind Claire and Matthew, narrowed his eyes, squinting at the woman like she was a puzzle he was trying to solve. There was something familiar about her, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. Then, suddenly, his eyes widened, and without a word, he turned on his heel and marched back to the car. “Hey, Harris! Wh