Chapter 707

On a beautiful island in Galston, there was an old European castle on top of the hill.

Sylvia was inside the castle , sitting before a ceiling -to wall window with her wood sculpture.

Aunt Tonya was knitting beside her.

Suddenly, rhythmic footsteps sounded from the door. Aunt Tonya had a glance and said to Sylvia, “Syl, he’s here.”

She bolted up and stood before Sylvia.

Sylvia turned to the door and saw Thomas.

He wore a light-colored shirt that loosely draped over his slender figure. He wore a smile as he walked over.

Seeing Aunt Tonya in front of Sylvia, Thomas’ gaze turned cold but he kept his polite smile and said, “Aunt Tonya, can I have the room? I want to have a word with Sylvia.”

Aunt Tonya wore a cautious look and refused to budge.

gaze at her and said, “It’s okay. It’s just a talk, he won’t do anything to

a month since

and he did nothing to

Tonya begrudgingly left the

left, Thomas smiled at her. “Where have you been this morning? I

his gaze and coldly said, “Where else can I go? I went for

“You didn’t see anyone?”

“No.”

“Didn’t talk to anyone?”

“No.”

Slam!

a handkerchief on

on the ground. There was also a severed finger with a golden ring on it. Her face turned pale

thought of the gardener in the garden. She recalled the gardener had a golden ring on one of his fingers, but she just had a chat with

and nothing else. She did not

as pale as paper. Horrified, she stared at him

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