Hearing that, Yvonne turned around and met Stephen's gaze.

Under the dim light in the car, his eyes were particularly bright. It was as if he could see through her.

Yvonne was slightly stunned before she looked away. "Knowing too much won't do you any good. Let's part ways when we reach Guartique Town."

"Are you going there to investigate Mark?" he asked.

Yvonne didn't want to talk about it. She ignored him and leaned against the window with her eyes closed.

Seeing that, Stephen stared at her side profile for a long time. He didn't ask her anything else.

Silence enveloped the car throughout the five-hour journey By the time they arrived at Guartique Town, it was already early in the morning. Everywhere was dark.

They carried the children and headed toward the homestay. Yvonne had booked the entire place for the sake of convenience.

The landlord, Raymond Styles, was waiting in the living room. As soon as he saw Stephen and the rest, he assumed that they were a family of f