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.

“It’s okay. It’s just

half a month

by Thomas and he did nothing

Tonya begrudgingly

at her. “Where have you been this morning? I didn’t

coldly said, “Where else can I go? I went for a walk around the

“You didn’t see anyone?”

“No.”

“Didn’t talk to anyone?”

“No.”

Slam!

handkerchief on the

a golden ring on it. Her face turned pale and staggered backward in fear. She looked at Thomas in horror and asked, “Whose

you forgotten?” Sylvia thought of the gardener in the garden. She recalled the gardener had a golden ring on one

the castle and nothing else. She did not even ask him to

paper. Horrified, she stared at him and

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