Chapter 17 Shadows In The Mansion

• Isabelle, dressed in a simple sundress and flats walked into the grand living room, her heart still drumming from the unsettling encounter at the mall. A sense of unease clung to her like a damp clinging fog. She glanced at Liam who was sprawled on the oversized leather sofa engrossed in a newspaper. He was a picture of serenity, a stark contrast to the turmoil churning within her.
• "Liam, you're not going to work?" she questioned, her voice edged with a quiet tremor.
• Liam lifted his gaze from the paper, his expression a mask of indifference. "No, I'm taking the day off," he replied, his voice flat and emotionless.