A memory suddenly flashed back to that afternoon a month ago."Mr. Charleston, I just negotiated a new deal. This is the contract. You need to sign here."
Amelia had handed him the document.
He signed it without even looking at it and said with a smile, "Another deal? Amelia, you're impressive."
In an instant, countless overlooked details came to his mind.
Damien remembered taking Victoria home in the middle of the night and running into the famous divorce lawyer, Mr. Weston, with Amelia. He also clearly recalled that Felicia's husband didn’t have a first love and didn’t get a divorce, yet Amelia had said she was helping people with divorces.
And in the past month, Amelia’s things had gradually disappeared from the house, replaced by Victoria’s things.
Then, Damien remembered the day at the nursing home. Amelia’s pale face and the maid’s hesitant expression. Damien grabbed the car keys and rushed out, frantically dialing Amelia's number.
The call was not connected. Instead, a cold automatic voice informed him that the number was no longer in service!
