“Mr. Johnston has said it many times,” Glenda reminded Debora. What she had just said rendered the unwelcome visitor speechless.

She did not like women who would not take no for an answer, Like Debora.

In her mind, Debora was a mosquito—annoying and would not leave you alone.

Isaac had already said in Debora’s face he did not like her, but she continued to shamelessly stick up to hin.

How shameless she was!

“Miss Griffith, Mr. Johnston is married. Please stop coming here,” Glenda insisted, not wanting to see Debora in the villa again.

“I know that,” Debora patiently replied. “But didn’t Camila disappear?” “Mrs. Johnston is back, so please stop trying to covet a married man.”

door on Debora’s

as she was about to throw the food into the trash can like before, she realized something. The ingredients of the food were nutritious, so she

was stunned after hearing what Glenda had said. It took

arm and agitatedly asked, “Is it true? Has

himself. How could it

Camila not die? Why did

believed that as long as Camila was away, Isaac would eventually

thing in mind:

Debora kept up her gentle facade. “Glenda,

to the back

was locked in the dark and

food in front of Camila. “Mrs. Johnston, you should eat

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