Chapter 156 Was Mr Gregory Protective Of Food?

• The car smoothly entered the inner driveway of the estate, and Annabelle lowered the car window, looking towards the building not far away, where the lights were flickering.
• It was an estate with a pure Italian classical architectural style. Although it was evening, it still looked beautiful. The night breeze carried the faint sound of lively Sicilian music, drifting from a distance.
• It was supposed to be a pleasant thing, but for some reason, as soon as Annabelle entered the mansion, cold sweat started to seep from her palms.