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Quincy mentioned there was trouble at work, so naturally, Lydia asked a few questions. But he didn't want to say much, leaving her no choice but to let it go. "Alright, just come home soon," she finally said.

After they hung up, there was a knock at the door, followed by the concerned voice of the housekeeper.

"Ma'am, I've made some chicken soup. Would you like some?"

Lydia opened the door and let her in to set the soup on the table. The housekeeper was about to leave, but she hesitated, as if she had something on her mind. "What is it, Mrs. Clinton?" Lydia asked.

Mrs. Clinton hesitated for a moment before replying, "A man called earlier. When I asked who he was, he hung up right away."

"Maybe he dialed the wrong number?"

"That's what I thought too. But he called several times," she said, looking at Lydia with uncertainty. "I thought he might be trying to reach someone."

aside from Mrs.

for her? But how would anyone

mind briefly wandered to Eugene, and her expression darkened. Just thinking

he calls again, don't answer. In fact, just unplug the phone," Lydia said

still required a cord. Unplugging it would stop the calls entirely. Mrs. Clinton nodded and quickly

faint tickling sensation. When she opened her eyes, the soft light from earlier

against her. The moment she fully woke up, the hand quickly pulled back, as if

spoke in a groggy

sound asleep and didn't want to disturb you,"

her position, resting her head on his lap. Quincy gently helped her

Lydia felt an overwhelming sense of peace. After some time, she broke the silence. "How's the situation with the rumors

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