Chapter 344

Luna White carefully tucked the yellowed property deed into her bag. As her fingertips brushed the paper, she could still detect the faint scent of ink lingering on its surface. It's time to go, she thought, time to bid farewell to her sister and brother-in-law.

She planned to purchase her train ticket today.

Better to leave sooner rather than stay and make her sister and brother-in-law sad. As for Andrew Smith... She bit her lower lip, deciding to call him later that evening. If she called now, he'd undoubtedly be sweating it out on the training field.

If he found out this was all Clara White's doing...

Luna smirked coldly. If Clara dared to pull this stunt, she'd have to face the consequences. Luna wasn't some saint who'd spare a thought for that wicked stepmother.

The hot pot restaurant hadn't opened for business yet.

Pushing the door open, she saw her sister and brother-in-law huddled together at the counter, going over the accounts. Ryan Wallace's arm rested lightly over Luna Whitaker's shoulder, their closeness so intimate their breaths seemed to mingle.

Luna Whitaker's cheeks were flushed, and though faint lines still lingered at the corners of her eyes, she radiated happiness—a far cry from the haggard woman she'd once been.

"Big sis! Ryan!"

At Luna's voice, the two quickly pulled apart. Luna Whitaker, her face still pink, tugged her sister closer. "Luna, what brings you here at this hour? Don't you have work at the hospital?"

Ryan scratched his head with an embarrassed grin before slipping away to the kitchen.

"Ryan's really wrapped around your finger now," Luna teased.

Luna Whitaker raised a hand as if to swat her, but the gesture was gentle. "Enough joking. What's going on?"

Luna pulled the deed from her bag and handed it over.

Luna Whitaker unfolded it, her eyes widening instantly. "This... this is the deed to our restaurant? Wait—the entire street? Where did you get this?"

Her hands trembled. That single sheet of paper represented ownership of the entire block.