Chapter 7

Sheila hurriedly asked Mabel, "Which room is Henry's?"

"This way, please follow me."

Mabel, just a housekeeper, dared not voice her anger about Timothy's behavior. She could only lead Sheila to Henry's room in silence.

Meanwhile, Timothy stepped out onto the balcony and dialed Jessica's number.

Jessica had just settled into bed when her phone lit up with Timothy's name.

Her fingers tensed.

When Timothy heard the call connect, he let out a small sigh of relief.

He waited as the phone rang and rang, but no one picked up. Eventually, the call ended on its own.

A strange heaviness settled in Timothy's chest.

Jessica had never ignored his calls before.

No matter what she was in the middle of, she would always answer when he phoned.

And now, she hadn't come home all day.

Sheila emerged from Henry's room.

eyes clouded and distant. Sheila pressed her lips together, then walked over to him. As she reached him, she forced a gentle smile. "Timothy, you can't get ahold of Jessica,

answered with

can't speak. It can't be safe for her out there alone. Should we go

Timothy's mind was blank.

really knew about Jessica was that she was an orphan, and

food was because he'd

stretched down the block; she must really

for his assistant to bring back her favorite pastries-only to

shouldn't be wandering around outside. You barely slept last night. Try

for

would soon take

day and now found herself

she saw Mabel calling, she hesitated

tried to reach her earlier,

do with Henry, and after much indecision, she'd let the call

didn't pick up, the housekeeper had no choice

soon, ma'am. The master... he brought that woman back last

at the message,

meant well. She wanted Jessica to come

have rushed

tried-after all,

now, she only

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