Cordelia blushed red and struggled away from Zephyr’s hold to run into the room while he was distracted.

Robert sucked in a cold breath, but it was already too late to run.

Zephyr’s glower was so dark that it could drip ink.

He walked briskly to the door and pulled the metal bolt open with a clank. His eyes felt like ice as they gave Robert a death glare.

The corners of Robert’s lips twitched as he plastered on a smile, his heart almost leaping out of his throat.

“What is it?” Zephyr spat coldly.

Robert had completely forgotten what he wanted to say and stared at the man dumbly.

The few seconds of silence felt as long as centuries.

Cordelia then heard someone’s deafening growl from where she was in the room. “Robert Davis…”

Helen was picking vegetables and hurried out of the kitchen, shocked by the noise.

“What happened to Mr. Zephyr?”

Cordelia sat on the couch with a secret giggle.

head, and turned back to the kitchen, talking to herself, “It hurts the throat

finished the cat food on the porch and snaked in between the men. It looked left and right

cracked a little. He glared at Robert. “You’re worse than

it must not disturb him from asking

apologetically, drenched in

so he quickly pulled an old phone out of his pocket. It was the one they had found

data in the phone’s recovered. Take a

indeed chat history between Phil

with her fists clenched as she shook a little after looking at

nothing

expression was grim when he turned to ask Robert, “Has Phil

too cunning. His routes go back and forth, so it shows

at this!”

checked the phone gallery, and the latest photos were

here…” She compared the phone to their living room. “Zephyr, it’s this place. He’s

the painting on the wall in the

Cordelia zoomed in on

Placed in there were the jewelry Zephyr had given her and

the more she found it wrong. Her heart thumped hard. “Zephyr, does he know what’s inside this

he wants to. That’s why he

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