Chapter 853

I tried to brush off my growing unease. Maybe the mark on Yasmine's neck wasn't a hickey after all. Perhaps it was just a mosquito bite, or maybe she'd been a little too rough while scrubbing herself. Even if it was a hickey, that was her business, not mine. As long as I could achieve my goals, I didn't need to concern myself with the details. That day, I gained access to Harold Residence. Perhaps this day would be the day I finally got what I wanted. I stopped dwelling on it. While chatting playfully with Yasmine, I started the car and steered us toward Harold Residence. Yet, for some reason, my eyes kept drifting back to Yasmine's neck. Maybe it was because I hadn't rested properly last night, or maybe it was the memory of the man's voice from the phone call earlier, but a growing sense of unease started to settle in my chest. I couldn't say for sure why I felt this way. Forty minutes later, we arrived at Harold Residence. Looking at the familiar high gates, I took a deep breath