Mabel spun around, her eyes narrowing into slits as she glared daggers at Samuel standing behind her. Her face turned as cold as ice in a heartbeat.
“You know Cyrus, huh?”
Samuel noticed Mabel's guarded demeanor and raised an eyebrow, casually slipping his hands into his pockets. “Who in Havenbrook doesn’t know the LC Group's CEO? It’d be more surprising if I didn’t, don’t you think?”
Despite Samuel's laid-back tone, Mabel was certain he knew Cyrus. After all, Cyrus hadn’t spoken directly to her earlier; it was Maria who had greeted her. Yet, Samuel had asked if she knew Cyrus.
It felt like Mabel was seeing her neighbor in a whole new light. Cyrus’s social circle was filled with the rich and powerful, yet here was this neighbor living in an unassuming rental. It made Mabel’s mind whirl
