Chapter 29. Stalker

Noah POV

I felt like a stalker watching the black SUV cruise down the highway. At the next stoplight, it turned left and stopped outside a huge house.

The house looked brand new. It is a two-story modern mansion that looks majestic from afar. The lamps outside cast a muted color of gold that looked breathtaking in the moonlight.

The green backdrop of trees and mossy green grass emphasized simplicity, neatness, and understated opulence.

Looking at this house was like looking at Briana herself. She used to be simple, but her beauty radiates from within.

“Bye, Daddy M.” They cried in unison as they clambered out of the car, ducking their father’s tall figure.

I looked at the sight with envy and a dull ache in my chest.

“It’s Mr. Ford. I did not know he had children.” The driver’s voice pulled me out of my trance.

“He’s in the limelight because of his work. He must have done it to protect his family.” It was Chris explaining.

I sighed.

“Let’s go,” I told the driver, and we left the are