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After coming to an agreement, the mother and daughter were ready to leave the room and face the guests downstairs.

While walking toward the door, Felicia revealed something voluntarily, “Thankfully, I've hired someone to tamper with Old Mr. Lowen's memory for a hefty sum. Otherwise, things would have gone downhill if he recognized you.”

Candace was taken aback when she heard that.

“You tampered with his memory?”

Felicia chuckled. “Yes, I did. Do you remember Maddy, my university friend? I was nice to her for a reason. Her family is known for being traditional healers and has many ancient books at home that contain peculiar medical knowledge. She even used to hypnotize us in the dorm back then. So I thought it was an interesting skill that could be useful in the future, and I became friends with her. Not too long ago, I contacted her family to help cure Old Mr. Lowen, and they were able to successfully treat him. In addition, I asked them to manipulate his memories after he fell ill.”

Felicia took these actions because she had noticed the strange way Hector looked at Gwendolyn. It was clear that he was fond of Gwendolyn.

Felicia could see Hector's intentions, and to ensure that everything went smoothly, she made the difficult decision to tamper with Hector's memories, causing him to not recognize Gwendolyn.

Candace laughed and hugged Felicia.

“You did a good job, Fel!”

She couldn't help but notice that her daughter was taking after her as Felicia seemed to have a sense of planning and calculation, carefully considering each step she took.

At the dining area, Zayden was lounging on the couch while Gwendolyn had brought him some food and was feeding him.

moment of being personally fed by Gwendolyn. He felt good,

noticed the man and continued to open his mouth for Gwendolyn

a sudden grip on her hand, and she

Patrick to approach her. She quickly glanced around,

as he

arm and forcefully yanked her to her feet, causing the plate in her hand to slip

looked up and asked, “Who is it? Gwen,

and saw that he had reached out to touch

I've called someone to clean it up. Just stay seated and don't move,” Gwendolyn said urgently, worried that he might bump into something or hurt himself

darkened when he

the Ashton residence, practically shoving her

cold, commanding voice, Patrick ordered the driver,

face was terrifying, resembling a

furrowed as she spoke, “I'm sorry,

three children and her grandfather who were still inside the

Gwendolyn felt

raised her voice

Gwendolyn's plea. However, Patrick's voice turned