At eight in the evening, a black Rolls Royce slowly pulled into Silverleaf Ridge.
Upon hearing the noise, Mike stepped out of the villa.
"Elijah, what brings you here at this hour?" Mike teased with a cold smirk. "Didn't you say you'd be here in the afternoon? It's pitch black now, is your afternoon different from everyone else's?"
Elijah lifted his dark gaze. "What difference does it make whether I come in the afternoon or now?"
"Of course, there's a difference. If you'd come in the afternoon, Violette would be home. Now that you're here, Violette is not." Mike stood in his yard, too lazy to open the gate. "I won't bother inviting you in."
Elijah's heartstrings tightened. "Where did she go?"
"First, tell me what you were up to this afternoon. Why did you say you'd come in the afternoon and then didn't?" Mike retorted confidently.
Elijah swallowed hard, his voice deep. "Nora insisted on being discharged this afternoon. I took her home, and her family insisted I stay for dinner. I couldn't exactly refuse."
Mike chuckled coldly. "So if her family asked you to spend the night, you couldn't refuse that either?"
Elijah shot back, "So what if I stayed over? It's not up to you to pass judgment on me! Where's Violette?!"
"I don't know," Mike responded quickly. "Staring at me won't help. She said she was going out to eat, but she didn't specify with whom." Fearful of his anger, Mike turned and walked back into his villa right after speaking.
Elijah's gaze darkened, he pulled out his phone, found Violette's number, and dialed.
Violette saw his call and chose not to answer or hang up, afraid he would keep on calling. She silenced her phone and put it in her bag.
She wanted to act unbothered, but deep down, she was honestly upset. He said he'd come to see her in the afternoon, but by evening, he still hadn't shown up. She didn't think much of it until Odette sent her a photo.
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