Chapter 325 You Have a Big Heart, Miss Tiffany

Tiffany’s single-room apartment had an open kitchen, with the living room area just outside the kitchen. A small coffee table was placed in front of the sofa, making the space cozy and well-organized. It was evident that Tiffany took great care in keeping her place tidy and inviting.

Lilly settled herself on the sofa, gripping the glass of fruit juice tightly as she cagerly drank it down, letting out a contented sigh. “Ah..”

Tiffany filled up another cup of juice for Lilly, her curiosity getting the better of her. She hesitated for a moment before asking, “Lilly, why did you and your father come here in the middle of the night…”

Based on the encounter with the expensive Hummer carlier, Tiffany deduced that Lilly and her father must come from a wealthy background, making it unlikely for them to be residing in such a humble location.

Taking a sip of her juice, Lilly thought of how to lie to her…

No, Daddy said we’re not lying, it’s called telling white lies.

Hmm… How do I tell a white lie?

She then heard her father casually say, “I work as a part-time detective. I’m currently investigating a case, and I happened to receive a lead that brought us here.

Tiffany couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow in disbelief

“Part-time detective?” she thought. “Is that even a real thing? And why would a detective bring his daughter along during work?”

Blake crossed his arms and began to weave a story, “I Had to work late tonight, and my daughter has been patiently waiting for me in the office since her tutoring session ended. She waited for hours until now.”

Both Tiffany and Lilly had their doubts, but Blake’s serious expression and air of authority made them. question their skepticism…

It must be true…

Tiffany asked, “What case are you investigating. Am related to it?”

Suddenly overcome with nervousness, she wracked her brain, realizing that apart from mindlessly scrolling through her phone in the middle of the night she had not committed any guilty actions!

As for the remainder of the incident, he collided with his car during daylight hours….

Blake spoke directly without beating around the bush, stating, “Not too long ago, a girl was murdered, and her body vanished.”

Tiffany was left speechless.

A wave of fear washed over her once more as she realized… the body was gone?!

Her voice trembling, she stuttered, “I… I… I haven’t seen it before… No, it can’t be here…”

Blake surveyed the room, unsure whether she was present or not.

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After all, he had just been informed by Lilly that there was a female ghost trapped in this place.

Additionally, Lilly mentioned that certain individuals had tragically passed away and were unable to move on from the locations of their deaths.

he had conjured up a myriad of nonsensical theories.

the remaining details, he hadn’t had an opportunity to discuss matters with Lilly yet, leaving him with no alternative but to

perhaps heard or seen anything out of

lips tightly pressed together, giving the impression that he meant

business.

responded, “N…

barely

retrieved a

gloves, he asked in a calm tone, “No? Can you think

although she did

felt that her father was

this what Grandma meant when she said he was talking nonsense with a serious

got it!

compelled to respond, her mind. racing

a state of panic, blurting out I’ve been consistently noticing the stench of dead mice lately, but I can’t pinpoint

chilling

rats… Could it possibly

place she was renting, possibly

hair stood on end, and she was on the verge of screaming

a casual search, flipping through pages of a book here and there in

manner.

odor? Where did you defect it? And where is the strongest smell?”

questions, causing her entire body

it’s strongest there, Tiffany replied, her

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with a chilling sensation as she recalled the peculiar incident earlier-an cerie voice whispering “Lend me seven years” in her ear, and the lingering handprint on her

as they entered her room,

eventually fiting on the bottom of

wardrobe in question was a drawer-type, measuring approximately

width.

a width of exactly 23.6 inches. While such a closet may

have now been tightly sealed

inside?” Blake inquired.

don’t know. It’s not mine, it belongs to

landlord…”

said it contained computer accessories and personal items. He told me not to open it,” Tiffany

“And you believed

understanding of respecting the

left speechless and responded angrily, “It’s just a drawer, there

not uncommon. Sometimes landlords rent out their properties but are hesitant to dispose of their old belongings. With no suitable place to store them, they opt to leave them behind in the

these things, or

sneered, remarking, “Quite

and commented, Miss Tiffany,

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