Chapter 90 Beating Her at Her Own Game

• What message? Rachel asked in return.
• “Oh no.” Julian’s face darkened, for he heard a series of hurried footsteps outside the door.
• “This is the room, Justin. I saw them heading in with my own eyes. They’re even doing this in the middle of the day! They don’t show any respect toward you at all,” the voice said. Rachel’s expression grew stern the moment she realized that the voice belonged to Amber. Their visitors jabbed on the doorbell continuously, each ‘ding dong’ followed by the next.