"Miss Yale, the Young Master did come here, he left his cell phone in the car this morning, and I delivered it for him, I remember the room number." The driver gave the specific location to Zoe Yale, then respectfully opened the car door for her.
"..." Hearing the driver's words, Zoe Yale's facial expression turned even worse.
He obviously had his cell phone, why did he not answer the many calls she made to him today?
And the important friend mentioned by the butler...who exactly is it?
So many questions continued to emerge from Zoe Yale's mind.
Since yesterday, she had found Charles White acting strange.
Before coming, she was worried that it might be due to something Chester Yale said.
But now she felt, as if things were not as she imagined...
"Ding!" The elevator stopped, and the door opened.
Zoe Yale followed the room number given by the driver and arrived in front of an apartment's door.
She stared at the door for a long time, then summoned all her courage to knock.
