When Yvonne opened the door, she saw Maya standing at the entrance.
Their gazes met.
Maya was taken aback by the handprint on Yvonne's face.
"Yvonne."
"I'll go first, see you later if fate allows!"
"Yvonne," Maya took two steps forward, trying to follow her, but noticed that Yvonne had no intention of staying.
She turned back and entered Henry Wood's bedroom.
She looked at Henry, standing in the center of the room, with disappointment and frustration.
"When will you finally be able to move on from that incident? Everyone has to pay the price for your listlessness."
Maya's words caught Henry's attention.
"Are people really paying the price for my listlessness, or am I bearing the consequences for everyone? How could you plot to take someone's life, especially your potential daughter-in-law? More than a dozen lives were lost on that plane overnight; that's more than a dozen families! What if your relatives were on that plane?"
