Chapter 147: Ghost

A silence lingered between them, but when they walked side by side, it felt natural—effortless, as if they had always belonged together. Anne was a rare beauty. With her striking features, graceful figure, and an air of refined intellect, she had an undeniable charm that drew people in. Ethan, on the other hand, had never been lacking in looks himself—handsome, confident, exuding a natural warmth. If he hadn't possessed such qualities, Monica wouldn't have fallen for him in the first place. But...