Bryson’s voice was steady and even, a stark contrast to Hannah’s unbridled fury.

He gently but firmly pressed her hand down, his gaze unwavering.

“We have time,” he said, his words cutting through the tension like a knife.

Hannah’s chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath, her voice quivering with barely concealed rage.

“Tell me what you know!”

Maryam struggled to catch her breath as she raised her head, a bead of sweat trickling down her forehead.

Her eyes met Hannah’s, and she said in a voice barely above a whisper, “Wallace… He was the one who killed your mother.

The air seemed to freeze at that moment, and a deafening silence descended over the room.

Hannah’s eyes were like frozen chips of steel, and her voice was eerily calm.

“Evidence,” she repeated, the word coming out Like a low growl.

“I want proof.

Maryam said, her voice trembling slightly, “He kept you from finding out the truth about your mother’s death.

He wouldn’t let you get close to the case, no matter what you did, right? He killed her because she knew too much.

She had information he didn’t want anyone to know.

And I lied.

I’m not your sister.

Amelie and Wallace had me committed.

ready to use me whenever they needed a replacement

they wanted to replace you with me, and no one

there, waiting for the right

Winston exclaimed,

Moore, don’t

been working

Compton for years.

this time, because

anyone who can

Maryam’s laugh was cold and

in the dark,

know the whole

Mr.

for years, but not

her to be completely under our

just wanted to get away from them, so I

as my escape

would be drawn to me, so I played on that to get

Hannah, her face

words

even kill me now,

Maryam a cold look, then turned on

up,” she ordered,

the villa,

really think she was telling

some truth to what she

hear her out, but with

The big boss is certainly

from the villa and looked at

of his hand,

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