Chapter 208 Tell Me Your True Feelings

• The weather today wasn’t the best; it had been gloomy since the afternoon, and the night came earlier than usual. Woodland Heights was two hours’ drive away, and the sky was already dark by the time Diane reached the destination.
• “Mr. Jensen, these are the documents you asked for.”
• Wilcox had a designated private room for himself in Woodland Heights. In white loungewear with a pair of slippers, he was resting when Diane entered the room.