Chapter 92 Ninety Two

• Zoe stepped out of her sleek black car in the underground parking lot of the Meyer mansion, already dressed in a white shirt that was neatly tucked into black custom-made pants, and complemented with a luxurious black waistcoat.
• Her footsteps echoed in the quiet hallway of the mansion since it was six at dawn, even if she could already hear the endless buzzing of the maids, cleaning every corner in the house as usual, with probably something musing to talk about while time passed.
• Her mind and head were stormed with choking thoughts and emotions because of so many questions she needed answers to, which had been amplified by the unsettling visit to her grandfather’s house and the strange woman too.