Chapter 332

---- Chapter 332 "What are you doing barging into my house in the middle of the night, shouting like a madman?" Renee snapped. She crossed her arms and strode forward, glaring at Gideon. "I don't care what business you think you have here. Showing up uninvited is an insult. Get out right now! If you're here to make trouble, I'll call Ethan this instant." "Cut the nonsense!" Gideon's patience snapped. He ignored her entirely and turned to Tony. "Where's Anne? Bring her out. Tony's face creased with confusion.

"What's going on here?" At that moment, a voice floated down from the second floor." I'm here. What do you want from me?" Anne appeared at the top of the stairs, descending slowly, deliberately, one step at a time. Behind Gideon, Giselle's breathing grew ragged. Her eyes locked on Anne with the dead stare of a predator, her fingers trembling as they clenched into her palms. The instant Anne reached the bottom step, Gideon stepped in front of her, fighting the urge to strike her across the face. His voice shook with fury. "What did you do with Giselle's dog?" Anne gave a low, mocking laugh.

She lifted her hand to admire her manicured nails and replied with feigned indifference. "In the dead of night, I thought something serious had happened. ---- You're ridiculous. Where her dog wandered off has nothing to do with me." "What's this, then?" Gideon thrust the bloodstained bell toward her, his teeth grinding. "What did you do?" Anne only sneered. She had clearly prepared her lie. "That? I picked it up outside. I knew it belonged to Giselle's dog, so I kept it safe. When I invited her to dinner today, I thought it was the perfect time to return it. That's all. Is there a problem?

0 She turned her bright, taunting smile on Giselle. The provocation in her eyes made Giselle's chest tighten until she could barely breathe. Step by step, she moved closer, her voice hoarse from the effort of holding back. "anne, I'll ask you again. What did you do to my dog? Where is Eastin?" Anne folded her arms, her expression triumphant , her voice dripping with scorn. "You're hilarious. You lose your dog, and somehow it's my fault? What's next? If you can't take a dump, you'll blame me for that too?" The standoff grew tense.

Then suddenly , Chipper pricked up its ears and darted into the kitchen. Sniffing furiously, the dog rummaged through the trash can, tearing and pawing at the garbage. Moments later, Chipper trotted out of the kitchen with half a dog's hide clamped in its mouth. The moment Giselle recognized that familiar fur-the coat of ---- the shepherd dog she'd raised for five years-her world crumbled . She froze where she stood, numb and trembling , her mind reeling as her eyes locked on the ragged skin. Gideon, too, was struck dumb.

His eyes widened in disbelief as he crouched down and ran his hand over the filthy hide. He knew instantly it belonged to Eastin, though his mind refused to accept it. "This-" Tony, clearly out of the loop, turned to Anne. "What the hell is going on here?"