"Colby?"

Sophie groggily woke up, her eyes slowly focusing on the clock hanging on the wall. It was already half-past twelve. She had been so exhausted from the previous day that she slept right through to the afternoon. rushing to make lunch for me?"

Pushing open her bedroom door, Sophie made her way downstairs. She found Colby in the kitchen, busily preparing lunch. It seemed everyone else was still asleep. Seeing Colby like this, Sophie couldn't help but smile. "You still haven't fully recovered, and you're already Colby, carrying a Dutch oven, stepped out and said, "Go lie down a bit longer; the other dish will be ready soon."

As Sophie descended the stairs, she threw herself into Colby's arms, instantly feeling her fatigue melt away. "Colby... I'm so tired. Could you add a chicken leg to my meal?"

"Of course."

Colby gently patted Sophie's head. Just then, Angelo burst out of his room. "Who's cooking chicken stew? It smells amazing!"

Seeing the two embraced on the first floor, Angelo's face turned a shade of awkward red. He glanced up at the ceiling, whistling, "I'll just... check on the chicken stew in the kitchen."

"Mr. Colby, let me take care of the kitchen," offered Timothy from a corner, where he had been cleaning.

Colby, without even a direct glance at Timothy, coldly declined, "No need."

Sophie, it softened warmly. "Sit on the couch

"Okay!"

Timothy. Seeing Timothy still diligently doing his chores, seemingly oblivious to the previous night's events, Sophie began to doubt her own judgment. Was this

"Ms. Sophie."

Jonah returned from outside,

we didn't find the three missing socialites at the venue yesterday, nor did we

"And what about Logan?"

"Logan?"

saved me yesterday that I told you

"There were indeed bloodstains at the scene, but no sign of the

Where could he have gone if he

up, she's the only one who ended

on the

downtown Summerfield and haven't spotted

the streets, but it

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