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.

While he could certainly exploit his leverage over Camila's parents, who had questionable financial transactions and secured mid-level positions for their children through nepotism, he hesitated.

an adoptive daughter. There

deep breath, feeling irritated. Unconsciously, he found

he was taken aback. The area had developed significantly, featuring homestays, cafes, and

Maisie know that he had invested in these establishments one by one after her departure? He remembered her desire for more people to visit

reached the house they once shared. The door

Quimby, why are you

leave. I'd like to spend some time

the situation, recognizing in Daniel's demeanor a reflection of his past. It was a time when solitude was sought, free from any

with a

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