Chapter 7

• Tristan had just arrived home at exactly one in the morning. After neatly parking his sports car, he casually walked into the house. As he was about to climb the stairs to the second floor, Tristan's keen sense of hearing faintly caught an unfamiliar sound. It was like the sound of crying coming from somewhere.
• Filled with deep curiosity, Tristan sharpened his hearing. He tried to pinpoint where the sound was coming from. His conviction led him to the study, the destination Tristan aimed for. And finally, his blue eyes caught sight of what he sought.
• "Oh my goodness, Kimberly..." Tristan exclaimed with a slightly worried tone.