Revenge After Death

Chapter 667

They gradually stopped exchanging handwritten letters.

I flipped through the contents of the box, but I couldn't find any other letters between the two of them. Everything else in the basement seemed to have gradually lost any traces of Sarah's presence.

That meant that she had disappeared in this villa while waiting for Andy.

The basement was filled with the things Sarah had used-even the cosmetics from the past era that had been used a little and then left to dry up in their bottles over time.

I carefully looked around the basement. It was eerily huge as the villa itself was huge. I was currently three levels down the basement. It felt spacious and terrifying.

I saw another box at a corner no further away. Upon opening it, I took a glance and recognized the person in the photo-it was Ms. Ewing when she was younger.

She wasn't pretty when she was younger. There was a total of three people in the photo-Sarah, Andy, and Ms. Ewing.

She was smiling at the camera, standing behind the two of them. I could tell that she was rather young back then-around her late teens. She was probably one of the household staff in this villa.

the photo. In a time when beauty filters did not exist, she was truly stunning in this

and a diary in Ms. Ewing's box. The early entries were filled with everyday details, but the only highlight was her envy of

of expensive clothes

truly enviable." She also wrote, "Mr. Lincoln is such a fine man. Ms. Leigh has been staying here for over half a year now, and he's only here to keep her company. Not once did he ever do something else. He said he'd only get intimate with Ms. Leigh

someone like Mr. Lincoln." At the end of the diary, Ms. Ewing wrote, 'Ms. Leigh has disappeared. She probably left the villa in a fit of anger. Mr. Lincoln treats her so well, yet she still ran away. She even told me to run and not to trust anyone. She told

after reading

from behind me. Alerted, I stood up and shone my flashlight over

flashed by,

moved over. Fear began to spread within me, and it felt oddly

Iinstinctively screamed for Steven when the light hit the wall

calmed down as soon as

Who exactly was Steven?

warily asked the shadow hiding in the

figure did not reply to me but continued to make a crunching

over, nearly vomiting in disgust. Crouched in the corner was a woman dressed