CHAPTER 9Minutes Later...RUSSELL'S POVWe arrived at the Walker estate. It was a modest, charming property, surrounded by beautiful antique decor and lush gardens that gave off a serene vibe. It was exactly the kind of place I imagined Sharon growing up in, though the atmosphere felt a bit too cold for someone with her vibrant personality.Guided by one of the household staff, we walked out toward the poolside, where a beautifully set dinner table awaited. Mr. Walker, his wife, and his son were already seated."Good evening, Mr. and Mrs. Walker," I greeted politely as we approached."Hey, Dad!" Sharon chimed in quickly, clearly trying to keep the atmosphere from turning awkward.Mr. Walker stood up and walked over to us, extending his hand toward me. "Welcome to the family, Russell," he said, his tone entirely unreadable, his hand suspended in the air.I immediately gripped his hand, offering a polite smile. "The pleasure is all mine."He gestured toward the table, signaling for us
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