Chapitre 353: Chapter 365: Life and Death Hanging by a Thread (43)

Although the Tea Shop wasn't worth much money, for him, it was a connection between him and Isabel Smith. As for him, who had been alone for those six years, the Tea Shop was the only place he could anchor his thoughts.

When the banquet was almost over, Percy Stanton also walked out of the Bellshire Grand Hotel.

The winter night wind was somewhat chilling to the bone as it scraped against his body. He didn't feel the cold at all. On the contrary, there was an unexplainable warmth stirring within him.

He stood under the neon lights outside the Bellshire Grand Hotel. As he reached out to touch his car keys, he accidentally brushed against the ring he had stored in his pocket. His heartbeat skipped a beat and the steady nerves he initially had, once again sparked up.