Vichy’s car followed Gim’s and stopped at a place she was so familiar with.
That was Gim Hall’s home.
When she came here again, she didn’t feel the excitement anymore, nor did she have the mood in decorating the room, just like what she did before.
After all, it was Gim Hall’s home.
Not hers.
She had no home.
She was homeless.
Gim was also silent and just stood besides her. His intention was clear: he wanted her to follow him in.
Her eyes kept looking down and she smiled lightly. Her voice was still a pleasant to the ear, just like before.
It was not a home anymore, but a cage. It was also the start of her revenge.
It’s not bad.
When the housekeeper saw the people coming in, he was a bit shocked, but soon he acted normally.
He wouldn’t interfere in his master’s business. He had been working for Ha……
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