Jeremy gave Madeline a serious look, saying nothing in response.

The snow grew heavier over time, gradually piling on the ground.

Half an hour later, Jeremy’s car stopped at the villa’s gates once again.

When Madeline got out of the car, her eyes were immediately drawn to the two lines of tire tracks that were imprinted on the snow.

This villa was detached. Under normal circumstances, no one would be passing by this place, let alone leaving tire tracks at the gates, unless they came here del