“My biggest enemy right now is Luna and her wretched best friend, Bonnie.”
Jim’s car pulled up in front of Tea Cottage.
As soon as the car stopped and Jim stepped foot on the ground, he caught sight of a black car parked
underneath a big tree in the distance.
If he remembered correctly, that car belonged to the Landry family.
He furrowed his brows, a twinge of displeasure creeping through his heart.
He had just hung up the call with Charlotte not too long ago, so if she were to follow him from Landry
Mansion, she could not possibly have caught up with him so quickly.
Therefore, it was clear that Charlotte had followed him from the instant he stepped out of the house.
Combined with the phone call…
It was clear that Charlotte had been following him all this while, and the phone call was just to pretend
that she noticed his disappearance from Landry Mansion and inquired of his whereabouts.
As soon as he thought of this, annoyance seeped through his heart.
Jim subconsciously detested the way Charlotte did not trust him and tried to control his every move.
He had nothing to hide from her, but Charlotte somehow had her guard up and had to follow him herself
every time he stepped out of the house, much to his frustration.
He slammed the door behind him forcefully and strode toward Tea Cottage.
The front door was locked, and even after ringing the doorbell twice, no one came to the door.
Jim furrowed his brows, and his gaze landed on the fingerprint-encrypted door lock.
For some reason, an idea popped into his head.
Could his fingerprint…unlock the door?
As soon as this thought popped into his mind, his hand reached out toward the door. He extended his
slender finger and gently placed it on the fingerprint detector
The door swung open with a click.
Jim furrowed his brows.
How could his fingerprint possibly unlock the door to Tea Cottage?
What was this place?
How could he possibly have no recollection of this place but yet be able to unlock the door?
With his mind full of questions, Jim closed the door behind him and walked into the house.
The living room was decorated with furniture that appeared simple but cozy.
At the far end of the living room was the dining room, and at that moment, there were plates of food
placed on the table, all of them Jim’s favorite dishes.
He furrowed his brows, growing even more puzzled as he walked toward the table.
What kind of place was this? Who was the person that invited him here?
What did they want with him?
Just as he reached the dining table, a shadow darted out from a corner and wrapped her arms around
him from behind, “You’re finally here!”
The woman’s delighted voice, as well as the fragrant scent wafting off her body, made Jim’s throat
tighten
He frowned and immediately wanted to pull the woman’s arms off him, but her grip around his body was
s o tight that he could not do so.
After trying two more times to no avail, Jim furrowed his brows and said, “Miss, please get a hold of
yourself. I don’t even know you at all, so how can you sneak up behind me and hold me like this?”
Bonnie immediately frowned when she heard Jim’s cold tone.
Did he just call her ‘Miss’?
Did he just claim that he did not know her?
She quickly let go of him and asked, “Are you toying with me, Jim Landry?”
However, judging from the icy tone of his voice, Jim was not joking at all.
As soon as Bonnie let go of him, Jim took a small step back and turned to stare at her with scrutiny.
“Who are you?”
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