Twenty minutes later, Tiffany exited the car. Before her stood a dilapidated warehouse, ravaged by the fire that had consumed it the previous night. Jade's body had been found there.

Forensic analysis indicated Jade had been strangled before the killer ignited the building, leaving only a charred corpse. No fingerprints or other evidence remained; the fire had destroyed everything. Jeremy, having searched the interior and exterior, found nothing. "There's nothing, absolutely nothing," he stated. "Identifying the killer will be extremely difficult."

Tiffany closed her eyes, then opened them and smiled faintly. "Let's go."

Jeremy, puzzled by her confidence, asked, "Where are we going?"

"You'll find out tonight," Tiffany replied.

It was 11:00 p.m. Jeremy grew impatient, but Tiffany remained relaxed, reclining on the rooftop of Luna Villa, enjoying the moonlight. "Don't be impatient. Wait a little longer," she said, checking the time and smiling. "You can sleep for a while. We'll leave at midnight."

"Okay."

Jeremy went to sleep. Tiffany, swaying gently in her rocking chair, enjoyed snacks and the moonlight. With Halloween a week away, the moon was nearly full. She squinted in satisfaction, then was alerted by quiet footsteps.

Without turning, she smiled and said, "The carrot cake today is delicious."

Richard entered, carrying the coolness of the night. His striking handsomeness was captivating. Sitting beside her, Tiffany teased, "You're quite skilled at climbing through windows, aren't you?"

Chapter 273

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Richard was unsurprised by the revelation of Tiffany's identity as the Miracle Healer. In fact, he climbed through windows even more frequently. Before her identity was known, he visited only at Cedar Ridge Villa. Now, he went wherever she was, undetected. This impressed Tiffany, revealing a far more terrifying ability than she’d imagined.

Lost in thought, she was gently pinched by Richard. "Zoning out while I'm right here—who are you thinking of?" he asked.

"You," Tiffany replied, enthusiastically praising him. "Meeting you must mean I have incredible luck."

To her surprise, Richard responded, "Wrong."

Confused, Tiffany blinked. He smiled, his eyes sparkling. "It's I who am incredibly lucky," he said deeply. "Otherwise, dwelling in darkness, how could I have ever come across such brilliance?" he thought.

His magnetic voice calmed and thrilled Tiffany. Slightly stunned, she unconsciously curled her lips.

"Pinky promise," Tiffany said childishly, extending her pinky. "Promise me, no matter what happens, you'll always be by my side!"

Richard happily joined her in the pinky swear. The promise was lighthearted, but…

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little did anyone expect things wouldn't go as planned.

They chatted when June arrived with a bag. Surprised to see Richard, she simply said, "I've prepared what you wanted, Miss."

"Leave it here," Tiffany instructed.

"Yes," June replied, then left.

Richard calmly asked, "What are you planning?"

"It's a ruthless plan," Tiffany admitted, acknowledging that against Melody, no method seemed too harsh, given Melody's violent past.

"Are you sure about going up against the Harper family?" Tiffany asked, worried. Richard’s actions against Ryan, his brother-in-law, concerned her. "Your families are related. Will this affect you?"

Richard nodded seriously.

Tiffany was stunned, then anxious. Richard asked, "Aren't you going to ask how this affects me?"

Tiffany, caught in his schemes, asked, "How will it affect you?"

"I don't have a proper status," Richard said, leaning closer, his voice husky as he kissed her collarbone. "Once you give me a status, it won't affect me at all."

Tiffany was speechless, realizing his self-serving motive. She thought he was serious, but it was a tease. Before she could respond, he gently bit her neck. His dark eyes burned with possessive intensity.

"Don't make me wait too long," he said, vanishing into the night.

The lingering pain and his words about a “status” swirled in her mind, along with his captivating face. A peanut then hit her head.

Spinning around, she saw Jeremy on the rooftop. He smirked, "You're lovestruck."

Angry, Tiffany ordered Lucifer, her pet, to attack Jeremy. Lucifer, however, whimpered and cowered at Jeremy's indifferent gaze.

Frustrated, Tiffany threw the bag at Jeremy. "Let's go! It's time to work!"

Jeremy, seeing the disguise tools, understood their plan. It was, he thought, quite exciting.