Chapter 242

Not far away, Mrs. Saito gave her a graceful smile and waved politely. Yep. That was the same woman who’d just knocked on their door…and then she saw her fall from upstairs. Like, straight-up fall—wait, was that even a person? A chill crept up Claire Richards’ spine. “You-you-you—quick, look—look over there—” She grabbed Julian Archer’s arm like her life depended on it. Next thing she knew, he turned her face toward him and stared right at her lips. “What’s with your tongue?” Claire’s eyes darted frantically to the side. How is he so calm?! Julian followed her gaze, gave a polite nod and smile in that direction, then turned back as if nothing happened. “Yeah, I saw. What about it?” “..." Seriously? How is he so chill about this? Is this normal? Is *he* normal? Claire was honestly confused—was she just being super paranoid, or was he just super fearless? “That woman. She literally just…” She waved her hand in a falling motion, trying to make her point. Julian’s brows knit slightly. Then