Crises in Love novel Chapter 542

As Ronan's words hung in the air, a twinge of guilt tugged at my conscience. I sneaked a glance at the other two who seemed like they didn't hear anything, standing off in the distance like they were admiring the view.

Was I overthinking it?

Yet the implication stung, and I did have a brood of kids.

Caught in my hesitation, Ronan looked back and called out, "Come on in."

Logan cleared his throat and shot me a meaningful look, "Get in here, and why play the stranger in your own house?"

I was at a loss for words. To argue felt wrong, yet to stay silent seemed to admit to some hidden truth.

Screw it! I marched inside with no time for pretense.

The villa's interior was a testament to opulence, glittering at every turn. I barely had time to admire it before plopping down on the sofa and eagerly rifling through the items I'd brought from the bank. I fixated on the property deed, scrutinizing every detail.

Handing it to Logan, I said, "Can you have someone check out this address? See what's up and who's living there. Hazel left this to me with a strange look in her eyes. I never understood it. Now that I think about it, she should mean something. From what I know about Hazel, she only likes big new houses and would never buy a 70-square-meter house like this on purpose. I smell a rat."

Logan took the deed from me, nodding as he studied the address before snapping a photo with his phone and sending it off.

Hannah fished out an old cell phone from the pile and turned it over in her hands, "Boss, got a charger for this thing? Let's juice it up and see what's inside. It's weird that she treasured this old thing among her valuables, and she always had the best of everything."

Ronan pointed to a drawer under the coffee table, "There should be one in there."

Hannah dug out the charger and plugged in the phone.

I turned to Logan, "My youngest is about three months younger than Carl. From that video you showed me, he would've been five months old at the time."