Shirley nearly revealed her own pregnancy, feeling beads of sweat forming on her nose. "Like, my aunt's sister-in-law's sister-in-law wants different food at different times. Her husband's losing patience. They're talking divorce after the baby arrives."

"You seem well-informed." Sergio put on a faint smile.

"Yeah..." Shirley offered a weak grin, relieved. Berating herself for being foolish, she resolved to end her internship soon.

"Ding!" The elevator opened. After bidding Sergio farewell, Shirley hurried out.

Watching her hasty depart, Sergio frowned. Was it just his imagination, or did Shirley appear huge than before? Was it his illusion?

On the second day's early morning, before Sabrina could reach the police station, she received a call from them. "Miss Chavez, the suspect, Galilea Clifford, has taken her own life in jail. She placed a call to you yesterday. Please come to the station."

"What? Galilea's dead?"

"Yes, we discovered it this morning. An autopsy has been performed."

"Alright, I'm on my way."

Ending the call, Sabrina's expression turned grave, her mind filled with apprehension. She had doubted Galilea's honesty. But Galilea's sudden demise in prison seemed too strange.

behind Galilea got scared Galilea might spill the beans and ended up killing Galilea. This manipulator wasn't just an ordinary person since he could kill Galilea in the prison. Then, Sabrina recalled her car incident. Yesterday's rear-end collision wasn't accidental. It was deliberate, delaying her appointment with Galilea. But who orchestrated it? And what was the manipulator's motive for having Galilea kill Connor

thoughts swirled in confusion as she hurried to

the recording of her phone conversation with Galilea the previous day,

the police station, lost in thought, someone called out to

Sabrina glanced up to

of Galilea's death. Meeting Sabrina here caught

about Galilea's death?" "Yes," Tyrone replied, his eyes fixed

in then," Sabrina said

stepped forward, blocking her path. "Sabrina, can we talk? Let's discuss this

to talk right now,"

decipher her emotions, her demeanor icy and unreadable. Though she

when can we talk?" Tyrone inquired. "I'll give you time to cool

talk today. I'll wait for you at the

into the police

entering, Tyrone looked around the room, but Sabrina was nowhere

what'll you have to drink?" the waitress

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