Ethan Jenkins was at a loss for words. His gloomy eyes shifted left and right, then suddenly, a thought struck him, and his gaze lit up...
He looked up towards the door, "Derei, do you usually wear embroidered shoes?"
Jesslyn Derei, buried in Ethan's embrace, shook her head, "No."
"Oh, then it seems those red embroidered shoes at the door aren't yours."
As soon as Ethan's voice fell, he felt Jesslyn Derei's body stiffen violently in his arms.
"What?!" Jesslyn Derei quickly left Ethan's embrace, "Where? Where are the red embroidered shoes?"
Her face, which had been red from crying, suddenly turned pale and she quickly hid behind Ethan.
With a face twisted in terror, she nervously squinted towards the door, "I... I didn't see them. Where are the red embroidered shoes?"
Jesslyn Derei's voice trembled with fear as she anxiously looked at Ethan, "Brother Ethan, did you really see them?"
"Yeah." Ethan nodded, slowly exhaling.
