Movement

"How was it?"

Garrett received a direct question as he opened the door, and Elice greeted his arrival with a visibly uncomfortable expression.

Not at the Morales residence, Garrett and Elice were in the apartment. It had been Elice's home before she officially became Garrett's wife.

Garrett closed the door and motioned for Elice to sit down. He could feel her hands trembling and sweat dampening his palms.

Garrett took a deep breath and looked at Elice. He nodded, anticipating the answer Elice had already guessed.

"Just as we suspected. Aunt Farrah bugged our house."

Elice had indeed suspected something was up, especially when Garrett came to her office and invited her to lunch. It wasn't just an ordinary lunch invitation. Instead, Garrett had deliberately arranged a meeting, making sure they would meet at the apartment after she returned home.

While Elice suspected something was up, she didn't expect her house to be bugged. Elice had never imagined Farrah would go to such lengths.

"So