Tracie continued her investigation on Fiona. However, for the past few days, she's not noticed the latter doing anything out of the ordinary. She always followed her routine—get up in the morning and go to work, then come back home.
In between, she could pick up her sons from school or go on a weekend trip with her family.
Tracie already noticed Fiona rarelu interacting with her family. It was an odd case since she was the first daughter of her family, the heir to her father's empire.
Tracie yawned, stretching her limbs to feel relaxed on the car seat she was on right outside Fiona's home with a good distance so she could watch her with a binocular.
"Isn't she going to work today?" She mumbled, bringing out her phone where she'd copied Fiona's schedule for the week. "She's supposed to go to work today, so where is she? Did she leave before I arrived?" She wondered, her eyebrows furrowing in confusion.