Chapter 363

That was when the villa's key came into the picture.

However, Minnie kept her dreams to herself.

She had always wished to stand with her dear Walter as the sun dipped low, taking in the gorgeous view side by side.

She gazed at the scene unfolding before her, and no words were needed. Her wish had already come to life.

"This is quite the spot," Walter commented, though his heart was not in it. His mind was busy piecing together the clues hidden in Minnie's casual chatter.

Minnie was not a permanent fixture in that place.

Nonetheless, her infatuation with the view there, paired with her absence, hinted that the villa belonged to someone else.

"Let's head in," Minnie suggested, eager to get on with the evening's significant affairs rather than linger in the twilight.

Inside, the villa was a study in understated elegance, awash in shades of pale blue—a stark contrast to the vibrant reds Minnie and the vanished Julia were known to favor. Clearly, Minnie would not choose a color sche