Chapter 908

Tiffany slept for four hours. When she woke up, the sky outside had already darkened. The room was still unlit, and as she sat up in bed, she noticed a figure sitting on the couch. The man had his back to her, with moonlight streaming through the window, casting a long shadow on the floor. "Vincent?" she called softly. Tiffany couldn't see him clearly due to the dim light, so she reached over to turn on the lamp. With a soft click, the warm glow of the lamp filled the room. She turned back, and this time, the man had already turned around. Her breath caught in her throat. "Ronald? You…" Panic set in as she scrambled out of bed. But to leave the room, she'd have to pass right by the couch. Judging by Ronald's sudden appearance, she had little hope of him letting her leave without issue. Tiffany froze for a few seconds, her eyes darting around as she searched for her phone. Or under the pillow. After scanning the room, she finally spotted her phone lying on the coffee table right