She asked Spencer Sullivan again, "Has anyone been here since last night?"
Spencer Sullivan countered, "Weren't you home?"
That's right, she had come back earlier than him, and went upstairs after putting down the box.
"So, where did my cards go? Are you sure you haven't seen them?" Yvonne Young didn't know where else to look; Spencer Sullivan was the only lead she had.
Spencer Sullivan frowned, displeased, "You suspect me of stealing your things?"
Yvonne Young: "..."
Well, something so childish, he probably wouldn't even look at it, let alone take it.
But thinking this way, she still couldn't figure it out. Other than Spencer Sullivan, who else could it be? No one else had been to their house.
"No one else has been here? Like, delivery or takeaway people...?"
Yvonne Young's attention turned to the breakfast on the table, "Where did this breakfast come from?"
Spencer Sullivan said indifferently, "Xander Hugh sent it."
