Regina Shelby’s whereabouts were of no concern to her.

Even though this woman’s faked death got her involved, since she was a client after all, she didn’t intend to bring Regina Shelby out into the open—there was no need for that yet.

But Regina Shelby’s sudden appearance in Fenmore was indeed something Thea Shaw did not expect.

Previously, when discussing with Landon Ford, it was only because there were no other leads that Fenmore was pinpointed as a place of interest.

Now seeing Regina Shelby, Thea wondered, could there really be something special about Fenmore?

Thea quietly followed, while Zia Sutton immediately asked her, "Hey, sis, where on earth are we headed to?"

Zia Sutton had no interest in these bustling streets; he always enjoyed more thrilling activities.

This kind of strolling around shopping didn’t suit his style.

If it weren’t for his dad’s orders, he would have taken Thea to roam around by now.

"Don’t talk, just follow me."

Thea saw Regina Shelby weaving through the crowd quickly; one moment of inattention, and she might disappear.

Wearing a mask, she wasn’t too conspicuous; there were quite a few people wearing masks on this street.

Zia Sutton didn’t know what Thea was up to and simply thought she was headed somewhere to shop, so he followed Thea aimlessly.

Gradually, from the bustling main street, they moved to a local street less travelled by tourists.

This place was remote, with few modern buildings. It was also filled with ancient architecture, but unlike the grand, ancient main street, this looked like an ordinary old district, with some areas still paved with bluestone slabs, easily evoking a sense of time warp, and as they twisted and turned, the roads became narrower.

The streets paved with bluestone slabs were everywhere, but they were narrow, winding upward, with residences on both sides.

However, it wasn’t too desolate; seemingly, there were quite a few residents still.

Regina Shelby disappeared upon reaching this area.

Thea paused for a moment.

Regina Shelby must have noticed her.

She was originally following discreetly, without abruptly drawing attention to herself. When alone, she should always be cautious, so it wasn’t surprising Regina Shelby spotted her, as Thea wasn’t particularly hiding herself.

"Where is this place?"

Zia Sutton looked around, confused, "Is this still Fenmore? Even in the city, there are such rundown areas."

"Rundown what," Thea tutted, "Don’t you know how to appreciate it? This is the original style and appearance of Fenmore’s architecture. The street earlier was a renovated internet-famous street, a place where a prince used to live, no wonder it was bustling."

Zia Sutton asked her, "So what are we doing here? Are you looking to buy some local specialty products?"

"No."

Thea put her hands behind her back, pretending to be a tourist wandering around leisurely: "I’m just wandering around."

Zia Sutton: "..."

Earlier, Thea’s purpose was clear the entire walk through. But when they arrived here, she suddenly stopped.

Zia Sutton knew she must be looking for something, although he didn’t know exactly what, so he kept quiet.

Thea and Zia Sutton continued walking, gradually disappearing from view.

From a row of houses they just passed, one door slowly opened slightly.

Watching Thea’s gradually fading silhouette, Regina Shelby broke into a slight sweat on her forehead.

She recognized Thea at a glance.

To be precise, anyone who had met Thea before would recognize her through her eyes and brows, even if she was wearing a mask.