Stepping back from the bedside, Leon compressed his lips tightly.

Lois reminisced about the days Fiona served as a maid in her house, her chest constricting. Had she denied Fiona those tasks, perhaps she wouldn’t have met her demise.

After her classes, Millie hailed a taxi and boarded it. “Sir, please halt,” Millie suddenly requested.

In the vehicle, she saw Leon stood by an alley with two individuals carrying a stretcher draped in white fabric.

“Who’s that?” Millie disembarked and eyed the stretcher swathed in white.

“It’s Fiona. She’s passed away,” Leon disclosed. “How did she die?” Millie questioned. Hadn’t Fiona been hit by a car the previous day, only to rise and leave in a taxi? How did she suddenly die? Millie was planning to approach Fiona for confirmation of her suspicions.

Fiona fled in a taxi,

his tie, brows

the person

“The real Aisha is just…” signified that this individual was someone familiar, someone

impersonating another, but

severe scalding. Why

Angela’s Library

at the entrance of the Raynes’ residence

behind this elaborate scheme? Fiona had served Lois. A

had been meticulously orchestrated by

His circle of acquaintances was limited, and

and Lois, the

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