"Maisie!" Daniel yearned to embrace her, but she suddenly exhibited unexpected strength, a stark contrast from

her usual delicacy, fiercely struggling in his arms.

Maisie's eyes were red, her hair disheveled, and she screamed like a mad woman, presenting an extremely

terrifying image.

"It's Camila's doing! It must be her!"

Daniel was bewildered. "What are you saying?"

Before he could react, Maisie delivered a resounding slap across his face.

Daniel froze, feeling the fiery pain on one side of his face. The hatred in her eyes surged like turbulent waves as if it

would consume him.

"Maisie—"

"Bastards! All of you are a bunch of bastards!" Maisie lost her sanity, unleashing a barrage of kicks and punches.

"Maisie, calm down a bit!"

"Get away!" Maisie pointed at him, her voice trembling. "You people are too cruel... None of you Quimbys are

decent people!"

"What?"

other people's children?!" Maisie hysterically shouted, losing her

hotel lobby instantly descended into

hastily carried her into the elevator and took her back to

doctor quickly arrived, conducted a thorough examination, and informed Daniel, "Ms. Squire is

and shock, resulting in a

darkened. Stress and

shocked by that pregnant woman on TV? She insisted it was Camila's doing, claiming none

figure out something, or did she

a chill

Mr. Quimby." The doctor continued. "Ms. Squire's

medication, she

Daniel paused. "Did she regain

a while, he said, "With the medicine Ms. Squire had taken

effects theoretically shouldn't be this

her memory in her lifetime.

cases. Some people do recall their past under

waved his

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