Chapter 546

"Why is the window open?"

Early in the morning, Mila felt a chill in the room. She noticed the bedroom window was ajar and muttered to herself as she walked over to close it, tossing the question over her shoulder to Adrian, who had just woken up.

"Adrian, did you or Miss Cara open the window yesterday? Remember to close it after airing out the room-sleeping with the window open at night can make you sick."

"No, we didn't," Adrian replied, rubbing his eyes sleepily. "We played downstairs all day. We never even came up here."

Really?

Mila's hand froze on the window latch.

She distinctly remembered shutting the window before leaving yesterday. No one

else had been home. If it wasn't Adrian or Cara... then who had done it?

A gust of cold air swept in, and a chill ran through her entire body.

Her scalp prickled.

"Adrian, go ahead and get washed up."

She closed the window and hurried straight to the study. The villa was equipped with surveillance cameras; Mila keyed in the password and pulled up the footage. Everything looked normal.

Absolutely normal.

But how could that be, when the window was open?

She was sure her memory hadn't failed her not on something as simple as this, and not just a day ago.

Determined, Mila pulled up the entire day's recordings and began reviewing them frame by frame. Time slipped by, and a cold sweat broke out on her skin. Something was wrong with the footage-there were signs it had been tampered with.

Which meant-

Someone had entered her house yesterday, without her knowledge. No, wait.

It might have happened more than once.

the first time

But who? Cossio? Lysander?

was, this place

searching the entire house, checking and double-checking everything, even combing through her collection room. Nothing

that window, deliberately left open, as if someone wanted her to find it. Both suspects were

then she remembered what Leonard had told her at the hospital yesterday: things had gotten dangerous lately, and she should consider moving back to the old family estate or to Lysander's grandfather's place.

had been Cossio, he

more like a

come looking for

in Mila's mind, darkening her expression. Was this a warning from Lysander? A way to remind her he was always

several

Over my dead body.

stay here

finished washing up and came out, he found several suitcases stacked

zipped up the last suitcase, forcing a smile.

with a nicer view for a few days. Just to clear our heads, that's

are

as he was with his mom, Adrian didn't

"Morning, Adrian!"

at Forrest, who had just

didn't mean it

grabbed Mila's sleeve, clearly unhappy and

chance

really. But everything had happened

She cleared her

Mr. Whitmore happens to live across the street, so if I'm ever busy or have to go

chimed in with a friendly grin. "I'm

welcome anytime—make yourself

you! I'm not going over!" Adrian

"Adrian!"

called after him, but he was already gone. She turned to Forrest, a little

eyes. He wasn't in any rush. Instead, he helped Mila carry the suitcases in

inside, he finally asked,

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