Dahlia forced herself to stay calm.

Since returning to her home country, Charles had been providing a monthly allowance of a million dollars to support her and her daughter.

When Sandy fell ill, Charles took it upon himself to cover all the medical expenses and other miscellaneous costs. A million dollars wasn't hard for her to handle.

"You better not play any tricks!" John gave Dahlia a warning look.

Before Charles arrived, he quickly slipped around the corner and left.

"Having trouble?" Charles glanced in the direction where John had disappeared.

"He was just asking for directions," Dahlia replied coolly.

Charles didn't inquire further, and they left the hospital together.

...

day. By the time she woke up, it

any food

across the street, where she ordered a large bowl of chicken noodle soup. She ate slowly, spoonful by spoonful, and gradually felt warmth returning to her body. After paying, Evelyn walked back home. By the

A few of

her. Having

into her bag and gripped the pocketknife she carried for self-defense, then suddenly turned

no one

exhaled a breath of relief but didn't let down her guard.

walking,

Without looking back, she quickened her pace. As she sped

as fast as she could, swiped her access card and hurried

back. Through the glass door, there was no sign of anyone following her. Was

linger. She quickened her pace towards the elevator. Once inside, she finally breathed a sigh of relief as the elevator doors closed. The old elevator moved slowly. After a while, it

stepped out and

to her door, key in hand. Just as she was about to close the door behind her, a large hand

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