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.

and said, “It’s okay.

been half a month since

Thomas and he

Tonya begrudgingly left the

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

and coldly said, “Where else can

“You didn’t see anyone?”

“No.”

“Didn’t talk to anyone?”

“No.”

Slam!

a handkerchief on

bloodstained handkerchief on the ground. There was also a severed finger with a golden ring on it. Her face turned pale and staggered backward in fear. She looked at Thomas

, “You just spoke to him in the morning. Have you forgotten?” Sylvia thought of the gardener in the garden. She recalled the gardener had a golden ring on one of his fingers, but she

did not even ask him to help

stared at him and asked, “What did you do

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