Chapter 168 Your Wife Had Run Away

Standing before Desmond was a young man in his early twenties, dressed casually in a black hoodie and jeans. He was definitely not Valerie.

Desmond's gaze darkened, his voice sharp and demanding. "Where is Valerie?"

The young man blinked, looking confused. "And you are?"

Desmond's tone turned even colder. "Valerie, the owner of this house. Is she here?"

The young man shrugged, his expression innoc