Charlotte Sanguinite

Robert’s home is a four-bedroom house with a large yard that is well-maintained.

With Mano in my arms, I look around as I enter through the front door. A woman is waiting for us by the stairs, and she hurries over. She looks to be in her late fifties, and she smiles at me.

“You must be Miss Beaumont. I’ve prepared a room for you. I also took the liberty of setting up a litter box in your room and in two of the main areas of the house so that your cat will be ...