Chapter 98

At the Garcia Manor.

The moment Sylvia returned, she crashed into a sleep so deep it felt like the world had faded away. Hunger, however, proved to be a harsh alarm clock. With mobility limited, she called out towards the door. "Mom?"

"Edwin?"

But no one responded. Thinking her voice might've been too soft for Naomi and Edwin to hear, she reached for her phone, only to notice a note left on the bedside table.

[I'm out with Edwin for a dinner party. Left you some snacks, eat if you're hungry.]

On the plate were three little snacks.

Naomi really underestimated her appetite. The snacks barely touched the sides, and her stomach continued to protest loudly.

Left with no choice, she picked up the house phone and dialed the kitchen.

"Hello, is there anything else to eat?"

"The chef's off duty," the maid's voice floated back, punctuated by a yawn, hinting it was time for bed.

"Okay."

up, Sylvia couldn't help

would they bother preparing food

her foot from just a few steps sent her tumbling to the ground.

she pressed on. Hunger had given her a mission. Blowing on the

Garcia Manor was a collection of courtyards interspersed with Western-style gardens and walkways. Even under the cloak of night, lit

to the kitchen, stopping occasionally. She knew her place well enough to take only an

she was about to crack the egg, the lights flickered and died, plunging the kitchen into darkness. The wind outside

from

think about what you've done. I'll have the nanny look

been with me since

that a child needs her mother. Why then would

didn't! How many times do I have to

do you really think I'd believe you? Rufus is in a coma at the hospital, and

door locked,

a sound similar to whispers. It was like a blunt knife twisting in Sylvia's heart, Outside, Stella's cries

the silence.

my mommy! I want my

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