The woman blinked in confusion, then shifted her gaze between Remington and Lizetta.

Having suddenly figured out what was going on, she hurriedly waved her hands to Lizetta and said,

"Oh dear, I think there's been a huge misunderstanding. Mr. Dashiell hired me to pretend to be Stella!" the woman hurriedly explained, waving her hands for emphasis.

Lizetta stared at her, with astonishment written all over her face, before turning to Remington with a puzzled look.

"She's not Stella?"

Remington's lips twisted into a bitter smile, "I wish she was. But I couldn't find her."

The woman, eager to clear the confusion, quickly added, "Mrs. Dashiell, my name's Eileen. I am not Ms. Stella West."

Seeing her nervousness and how she remained standing, Remington gestured towards a chair, "Please, take a seat."

down and began to unravel her story, "I'm an orphan, and I fell seriously ill when I was just a teenager and lost all my childhood memories. About four months ago, Mr. Dashiell found me, believing I might

over the moon, thinking I'd finally found my family. But after a DNA test, it turned out I

life, and now, she's on her deathbed. He didn't want her to pass away with that regret, so he asked if I

with kidney failure last year and needed a transplant. We have a young daughter, and I couldn't bear the thought of

miracle, and we

if I agreed to help him, and I simply couldn't refuse. So, I followed Mr. Dashiell

her lengthy explanation, Eileen's throat was parched, but she felt too embarrassed to help herself to a

resident, she

table, Remington leaned over to pour two glasses of water-one for Lizetta, as to the other one, he pushed it

took a few

the revelation; she was still processing

had shown the same care when helping Eileen with the car door and catching her when she missed a step

to others,

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