Madeline’s fingertips that were gently stroking Jeremy’s photo paused abruptly.

Although she had not seen anyone yet, a face that could make her feel abhorrent had already appeared in her mind.

"Tsk, aren’t you just so sad?" Lana's triumphant voice spread from far toward her. Madeline raised her cold beautiful eyes and stopped Lana from coming in. "Get out, you’re not welcome here."

Lana folded her arms with a smile on her face "I’m a friend of Mr. Whitman, and now that he’s dead, it’s natura