Chapter 87 What Makes You Think I Am?

• Elena clenched her fists tightly as she stormed out of the house, her anger intensifying with every step. She cursed herself for being so naïve and foolish, rushing to San Diego without fully considering her plan. She grabbed her phone, attempting once again to call the mysterious person who had informed her about Alexander and Marianne and insisted she come to San Diego. But, as before, the number was no longer in service.
• Frustrated, she groaned and raked her fingers through her hair.
• "Why is it always him calling me, and why can't I ever call back?" she muttered, biting down on her lip in anger. Her eyes landed on Jake's car, and as she moved closer, she spotted Emilio inside, fast asleep.