Before getting into the car, Armand turned and advised Gracie, “Just pretend you found this abandoned child while taking a walk nearby. You've never met me before, and I won't come here again.”

Gracie nodded in response.

The Maybach quickly reversed out of the narrow alley as a light rain pattered on the road, washing away the tire tracks on the ground as if no car had ever passed through the path before.

Seeing that it was raining, Gracie swiftly ascended the stairs with the basket in her hand, then proceeded to open the back entrance to enter the orphanage.

She opened the outer windproof cover of the basket upon returning to the warm indoors.

The blanket within the basket was enveloping a tiny baby who was awake.

The little baby had tender-looking facial features and a pair of beautiful eyes that resembled amethysts which were filled with purity and innocence.

Taken aback, Gracie stiffened, for she didn't expect the baby to have such exceptionally pretty eyes.

Is she of mixed parentage?

but couldn't find anything

the baby's date of birth or

who came looking for Gracie spotted the basket on the table and asked, “Ms.

Gracie replied, making sure to maintain her composure as she smiled at

from a deep slumber not knowing how long she had been asleep. She asked drowsily, “Lorraine, have we arrived at the General

her confusion, she received no

she should be sitting upright, but she

herself up on the bed and fumbled to

door as someone pushed it open.

the person who entered the room was

how

blood go cold and her breathing growing rapid. Before she could react, the man had already approached with a

the man in a soft tone. After that, he brought the glass

she sensed the glass pressing against her lips. In response, she lifted her hand and forcefully swatted the glass

“Aren't you dead?”

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