"But why would she treat me like this?" Maisie was stunned for some time before she dryly asked, unable to

comprehend Camila's actions.

The puzzlement lingered. Maisie had no grudges or conflicts with Camila, so why would she repeatedly set her up

and drag others down with her?

Yvette's gaze held a hint of sympathy as she looked at Maisie.

"I actually don't understand it either," she said in a low voice. "My husband and I were just following Camila's orders,

especially my husband. To keep his job with the Quimbys, he had to do some things that went against his

conscience. However... I did hear something from Camila once."

Maisie snapped her eyes up at her.

Yvette pursed her lips and whispered, "Camila said that all the secrets that could provoke you are in a house near

the suburban area."

Maisie's heart jolted.

That day with Camila hadn't been a casual stroll. There was a hidden agenda.

Camila had deliberately taken her to the vicinity of that house, intentionally made her go in, and purposely watched

from a splitting

farewell to Yvette,

season, couldn't dispel the

and the cries of the baby in her dreams,

chest in pain,

passersby approached, asking if she needed an

face, Maisie gently

memories seemed to be gradually pieced

the

open. It was

her smooth passage.

wind blew, and she felt a chill

walked in slowly... The furnishings inside remained

she liked were still on the chest of drawers in the living room, the dining table covered

candlestick that Daniel had brought

auction was still there.

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