"Why?" Daniel's voice was low. "Why did you bribe Owen? Why harm Maisie?"

Camila smiled, a sense of indifference resting upon her pallid face.

There was a saying, "A person becomes invincible when they desire nothing."

When someone reached a point where they no longer yearned for anything, that was often when they were the most powerful.

Just like Camila at that moment—she felt like she had lived for decades, and this was the only moment she truly felt unburdened.

Daniel's gaze was as sharp as a blade. It was the first time she had ever dared to meet his eyes like that.

Camila spoke softly. "Daniel, it's because I hate the Quimbys."

Daniel squinted. "What?"

hesitant, he waved his hand, signaling his men to leave the room. It was just the two of them now. The

breath, paused,

raising her but not loving her properly, for growing up in

her parents never showed her a kind face again. Even when they smiled at her, it was

had to help her younger siblings with their bottles and diapers, make them laugh, and prevent them from crying. Otherwise, she would receive her parents' disapproving looks and

"Daniel, have you ever studied micro-expressions? I have... I

from the orphanage. I have no family in this

dark

any presence in the

universities one by one, but I worked hard for my

me a chance? In the company, every mistake was on my shoulders. If I achieved something,

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