Camila seized the opportunity to speak. "Daniel, you can't just say whatever you want. No matter what, this has nothing to do with me. It's just a coincidence. Believe me or not, it's up to you. That's all I'm going to say!"

She left immediately after speaking and hurriedly exited the lounge.

Daniel remained seated for a while before finally departing.

As he passed by the office, he observed Camila engrossed in work-related discussions with her colleagues. They were deeply engaged, occasionally sharing jokes.

Without the recent incident, she appeared as a diligent employee with no apparent grievances.

Camila noticed his gaze—she turned her face, offered a smile, and then resumed the discussion.

His gaze sank. Lily had been correct—she possessed remarkable mental resilience. Despite witnessing her panic moments ago, she was now casually conversing with others.

his leverage over Camila's parents, who had questionable financial transactions and secured mid-level

adoptive daughter. There was no blood

breath, feeling irritated. Unconsciously, he found himself driving toward the suburban

he was taken aback. The area had developed significantly,

establishments one by one after her

The door stood ajar, and the cleaning staff respectfully greeted him

group stood up promptly. "Mr. Quimby, why are you here?

replied. "Have them leave. I'd like

in Daniel's demeanor a reflection of his past. It was

out with a wave,

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