Chapter 107: A Visit to Mist Villa?

James Watson held his breath and listened intently. Then he shook his head and said, "That wasn't our daughter's voice. You must've misheard." "I misheard? No way. I pick up all the gossip those society ladies share. I've got great hearing. How could I be wrong?" Martha sounded unconvinced. But when she quieted down and listened again, she didn't hear Rosalie at all. Did I really get it wrong? Her confidence wavered. "Alright, let's go. Didn't you say you're touring Mist Villa tomorrow? You...