"Lulu, it's time for dinner. Lulu..."

Cillian knocked on the door, but there was no response. His heart skipped a beat. Without any hesitation, he reached for the doorknob and pushed the door open.

Inside, he found a cluttered table with scattered draft papers and a lonely laptop sitting on top. Lucy was nowhere to be seen.

Cillian felt a pang of anxiety, but before he went into full panic mode, someone tugged at the hem of his clothes. He turned around and saw that it was a little girl with short hair.

He recognized her. It was the landlady's child who often stuck around Lucy. Britney stared at him with her large eyes as she said, "Sir, I forgot to tell you that Ms. Lucy went out to the garden.

"She saw that you were busy with work, so she didn't want to disturb you. She asked me to wait until you were finished with work to let you know so that you wouldn't worry too much."

Cillian did not bother addressing the fact that the kid called Lucy 'Ms. Lucy' but him 'sir.'

Hearing that Lucy went out for a walk eased his worries a bit, but after a while, he felt that something was not right.

asked, "When

sure, but it was probably around noon. Maybe

child replied, tilting her head as she tried to recall what time Lucy left. Hearing this, Cillian's

left around early afternoon, which

least five or six hours had

had to go find her. Cillian stood up shakily, but he suppressed

shook her head and added, "We only have one garden. Just go out the door and keep turning right.

Maggie and dashing out of the house,

sure that there were no assassins in Charleston. Nobody here knew Lucy either, which was why they chose this

was dead to the outside world. Who would go through so much

walk in the garden. Everything would

and lost track of time.

himself while he called Lucy's

to charge her phone before leaving, so it was switched off. Despite

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