"But why would she treat me like this?" Maisie was stunned for some time before she dryly asked, unable to comprehend Camila's actions.

The puzzlement lingered. Maisie had no grudges or conflicts with Camila, so why would she repeatedly set her up and drag others down with her?

Yvette's gaze held a hint of sympathy as she looked at Maisie.

"I actually don't understand it either," she said in a low voice. "My husband and I were just following Camila's orders, especially my husband. To keep his job with the Quimbys, he had to do some things that went against his conscience. However... I did hear something from Camila once."

Maisie snapped her eyes up at her.

Yvette pursed her lips and whispered, "Camila said that all the secrets that could provoke you are in a house near the suburban area."

Maisie's heart jolted.

That day with Camila hadn't been a casual stroll. There was a hidden agenda.

Camila had deliberately taken her to the vicinity of that house, intentionally made her go in, and purposely watched her suffer from a splitting headache, becoming hysterical...

shuddered. After bidding farewell to Yvette,

season, couldn't dispel the chill she

the cries of the baby in her dreams, as

pain, crouching down on the

asking if she needed an

a pale face, Maisie gently shook

memories seemed to be

bus bound for the suburbs and arrived once

as if an invisible force was guiding

she felt a chill behind

in slowly... The furnishings inside remained unchanged. The porcelain decorations she liked were still on the chest of drawers in the living room, the dining table covered with a gorgeous tablecloth, and

auction was still there.

sheen, and the

had shared countless moments of love

have turned into sharp thorns

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