Chapter 325 Billionaire's Lies

• The Thompson home glowed brightly in the setting sun, the tall glass panes reflecting its final rays of gold like sharp eyes on a lookout toward the horizon. Inside, the sitting room thrummed with the strain that adhered to the air like damp mist.
• Sabrina sat upon the highly polished marble floor, the clinking high heels echoing in harmony with her worried mind.
• "Should be home by now," she repeated for the third time, her voice gritted with worry.