It was eleven o’clock at night at Tinson Garden.A dark shadow cut through the peaceful landscape, splashing into a puddle."Mr. Yale!" Leigh Lambert, the assistant, exclaimed as he pushed open the door in a panic. "Mrs. Yale is—"Before finishing his sentence, Leigh realized he had misspoken and immediately corrected himself: "Ms. Renshaw is having another tantrum!"Chester clenched his fists and stormed up the building.Inside the room, Elizabeth Renshaw leaned against the windowpane, her face pale. She gripped the edge of the glass with one hand. Due to her low blood sugar, she felt weak and was trembling.Three days ago, Chester had taken her from the airport. Since then, she had been locked in this room like a prisoner, completely isolated from the world with no internet or mobile phone."I want to see Chester!" she screamed toward the door. "Otherwise, I’ll jump right now!"Chester stopped in his tracks. He had never hated that woman’s voice more than he did at that moment."Mr
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