Daniel gently held her. He didn't know how to comfort her, but he did what he could to stop her from trembling so much.

Maisie felt chills run down her spine and overwhelming sadness. "Did my mom really want to harm me? Why would she do this..."

"Perhaps she never truly regarded you as her daughter," Daniel murmured. "You should never have any fantasies about her."

"Owen, Nicole, and I are all her children. Why would she—"

"What if that's not the case?" Daniel blurted out.

Maisie was stunned, her mind going blank. "What do you mean by that?"

Daniel took a deep breath and said after a while, "I don't mean anything else. I'm just hoping you won't get too caught up in this rotten person and situation. Since the moment she sent you to my bed for money many years ago, you should have known she wasn't fit to be your mother!"

lowered her gaze, feeling a

you again." Daniel looked at her. "Leaving aside whether those dirty things in the food were deliberate or not, this sudden change

you move in

aback, looking

his gaze filled with indulgence. "I admit I'm a bit selfish. I always want to be with you, but this suggestion is also for your safety. Until Cindy achieves her goal, she will continue to harass you. If you live with me, I can protect you, and that's the

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the Quimby residence

knew she was the one Daniel cherished, so they all treated her with utmost respect. Although it was her second time there, compared to the rushed first visit, she could leisurely and thoroughly explore where

from his room Everything in the room was arranged according to her preferences. Next door was a spacious

pen holder and a pair of slippers—he had carefully chosen everything to give her the

chuckled, grateful as she looked at

else. Even the housekeepers and service staff were discussing it. Daniel, who was usually aloof and unapproachable, seemed like a

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