"Miss Ella, my interest in you has grown even stronger, and I find myself curious about your husband as well. However, the time isn't right just yet. I hope that one day, I'll have the chance to meet you."
The note carried no threats, just a casual, almost indifferent tone, as though the writer were nonchalantly sharing their thoughts.
"This tone…" Ella frowned. "It really might just be some kind of word game. What do you think?"
Eric gently brushed his cheek against hers, his warm breath fanning across her face. "Game or not, I'll make sure they don't get their way. I'll have everyone stay extra vigilant."
Ella sighed, frustration creeping into her voice. "But this person is so elusive, almost impossibly skilled. No matter how much we investigate, we can't find them. Eric, isn't this the first time something like this has happened?"
