Chapter 613: Disappearance
At this point, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening. The night had arrived, and the sky looked as if it had been drenched in a deep, black ink, casting everything in a dim haze. The flickering stars that usually adorned the night seemed to have hidden themselves, leaving only the faint moonlight to gently illuminate the ground.
In Fenton Villa, lights shone brightly. Henry Russell was seated on the living room sofa, his head slightly lowered, deep in thought. The warm yellow light emitted by the crystal chandelier above cast a shadow on him.
The entire room was eerily silent, bordering on terrifying, and filled with a sense of unease. Henry couldn't help but recall his previous encounters with Charlotte Cooper. She hadn't informed him beforehand about her going out, but she suddenly disappeared on the eve of the dinner party, making the entire situation extremely suspicious.