Chapter 187. Breakfast and Love

I could not help but chuckle a bit. I was grateful for our mother, she was sweet and very humble. Despite the fact that she was the wife of a rich and successful businessman, she was not prideful in the least. 

“Let’s hurry up and wrap this up before Mom gets suspicious, you know how she gets,” Ben advised, standing to his feet and placing his phone back into his pocket. 

“So, um…as I was saying, we need to find out who took the picture. From what it looks like, I don’t think it was zoomed.” The thought of someone standing right outside of the glass door that led to my balcony, watching me, sent a chill down my spine. 

The thought of calling the police and letting them handle this was tempting but I did not want to make this even worse than it already was. At least if I knew who was behind it, then I could involve the authorities, and even Fallon, because she worked with the FBI also. 

“That’s sick,” Ben murmured. “I’m so sorry,