"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 headache, becoming

bidding farewell to Yvette, she stumbled out of the

warm in this season, couldn't dispel the chill she

the furnishings inside, her dreams... and the cries of

chest in pain, crouching down on the

approached, asking if

a pale face, Maisie gently shook

seemed to

daze, she boarded the bus bound for the suburbs and arrived

pushed open. It was as if an invisible

her smooth passage.

she felt a

walked in slowly... The furnishings

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

and the silver candlestick that Daniel had

auction was still there.

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