Liz turned on her heel, took a couple of steps, then paused and looked back.

Tina, assuming Liz was worried about not having clothes, quickly reassured her. "Don't worry, there are clothes for you in the master bedroom..."

Liz interrupted, "Tina, just call me Liz from now on, okay?"

Tina blushed slightly, "Oops, sorry, old habits die hard. Don't be mad, Miss Liz."

Liz smiled, then asked, "Tina, where are Mrs. Hanna Dashiell and Joseph today? I haven't seen them around."

Tina's eyes flickered. Hanna had been taken to a psychiatric hospital by Remington for treatment and hadn't returned since. Joseph Dashiell, after undergoing a stem cell transplant, had recovered quickly. Two months ago, he was discharged and resumed normal life. However, knowing the truth about his recovery, Joseph hid upon hearing of Liz's visit.

"Joseph hasn't been feeling well, so Mrs. Hanna Dashiell took him abroad for treatment," Tina fibbed.

Did Mrs. Dashiell imply that Remington had sent Hanna, along with Joseph, abroad for treatment? And why did she say it was for her?

just refresh myself in the guest room. Could you please fetch

sorry, Miss Liz, but the pipes broke yesterday, and the whole floor with the guest

it too coincidental, yet knowing Tina's loyalty and honesty, she didn't suspect her of lying. Feeling uncomfortable where the medicine had stained her shirt, she decided not to fuss and headed toward her and Remington's old

on a recliner with her eyes

Liz is not easy to fool anymore. The way

so I sent you a bonus in the

think you can bribe me. Even with a bonus, you're

Liz back to her old room to give her grandson a

In the adjacent room.

to the lingering scent of aged wood, even the white gardenias in the pink ceramic vase

she had never

heart to race. She quickly averted her eyes, heading to

old clothes were

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