Chapter 1337 Annabelle The Mole

This was Lorraine and Jebediah’s wedding house, as well as the most luxurious detached villa in Rothesay. Lorraine was sitting on a rocking chair in the yard at the moment, holding a photo album in her hands. This photo album was a birthday gift that Zachary had given her seven years ago. After all these years, she had filled this photo album with the photos she and Zachary had taken together. “Sister Lory.” Upon hearing this voice, Lorraine closed the photo album hurriedly, looked at the person who was speaking at her, and breathed a sigh of relief. “Annabelle, you’re here.” “Yeah,” said a 16-year-old girl with a neat apple-head haircut who was so thin that she could be carried away by the light breeze at any time. “Sister Lory, would it be okay for us to speak now?” Lorraine nodded. “Shoot.” The girl was still looking around, making sure that there were no other people around, and then whispered, “Sister Lory, you asked me to monitor Charlotte Simmons’s every move and notify y