Chapter 82 - A New Conspiracy?

• “It’s just a guess,” Gerald continued, watching Dalia’s expression shift. “But who knows? Maybe Dallen was the one who set your house on fire.”
• Dalia was about to respond, but before she could open her mouth, the elevator doors slid open. She exhaled softly, deciding to hold back her words and step out first.
• Gerald followed, his eyes sweeping across the unusually quiet room. Raising an eyebrow, he asked, “It’s so quiet. Where’s that cheerful, odd girl who’s always around?”