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

sinking

her voice

Remington caught her words, "Remington, I will never forgive

a single tear trailing down

and nurse had already left, but Remington

the bedroom, returning to his study, and sat down behind his desk, slowly

the picture were frayed from being handled so often. He used to open it frequently, finding solace in it whenever

he hadn't dared to look at

right;

people, had something he feared, losing even the courage to

"Mr. Remington Dashiell..."

by Ray's voice interrupted

hid his emotions, sliding

"Go ahead."

placing a file on the

nurse who made the call from the nursing station. This is the guy, judging from his physique and posture, a short and skinny man. Likely the same person who twice provided financial support to Hans. His hideout was discovered,

another file with

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