Lizetta's voice grew increasingly shrill as she tore at Remington's clothes, frantically slapping him.

Her cries alerted the doctor outside, and the door was pushed open.

Remington held the woman tight, urging the doctor, "She's lost it!"

Remington was worried Lizetta would end up hurting herself if this continued.

The doctor quickly stepped forward, administering a sedative to Lizetta.

Soon, Lizetta's body went limp, as if someone had hit the pause button on the world, collapsing powerlessly into Remington's arms.

"Liz, I swear we'll get justice for our little Daisy, you have to believe me..."

The man gently laid her on the bed, carefully arranging her disheveled hair, his voice distant as if muffled by clouds.

But Lizetta couldn't feel the trust anymore, her eyes hollow as she stared at the ceiling.

He'd promised her so much; could she still believe in him?

"Liz, stop torturing yourself like this. Daisy was such a sweet child; he wouldn't want to see his mom suffering over him like this, nor would he want to see his parents at each other's throats..."

Was that so?

was all

consciousness was fading, sinking into darkness. Just before

slightly, her voice barely

her words, "Remington, I will never

single tear trailing down her pale cheek

nurse had already left, but Remington

sat down behind his

He used to open it frequently, finding solace in it

Daisy's incident, he hadn't

right; he was

people, had something he feared, losing even

"Mr. Remington Dashiell..."

door followed by Ray's voice interrupted

sliding the ultrasound picture into

"Go ahead."

a file on

physique and posture, a short and skinny man. Likely the same person who twice provided financial support to Hans.

handing over another file with surveillance and

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