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“The wording is really old–fashioned.”

Eliza hadn’t expected that over the years the Foster family’s use of ire University’s medical school could have been connected to so many deaths.

If they hadn’t given money, it might have been one thing. But handing over suchrge sums ball /bbat /bbionce /i/banyone with half a brain could see it for what it really was: hush money.

No doubt the Foster family’s generous “investments” in ire University’s medical school had been bpoured /binto this very purpose.

“See if you can pull every research paper the medical school has produced over the years. I want to look bat /b

them.”

“Yes.”

The assistant had already sent the school’s most acimed papers from recent years to Eliza’s phone.

She nced down at them. Every topic focused on oveing viruses, with some research angles that were strikingly novel. Clearly, the Foster family had been steering ire University’s graduate students toward virus–rted projects for years.

Just what exactly was the Foster family trying to aplish?

Meanwhile, Naomi had already seen the news online.

Watching the Foster family shoved into the center of the storm filled her with satisfaction.

That Henry–always siding with Eliza–was finally facing trouble.

Now that the Foster family’s stock price had crashed this hard, they were in for a rough time.

Naomi looked at the ring on her finger. The timing couldn’t have been better to negotiate with them.

Evelyn came into Naomi’s room carrying a bowl of old hen soup. “This just finished cooking. Hurry and try it.”

“Soup every day–I’m sick of it. Can’t you make something else?”

“This soup is a powerful tonic. It’s good for the baby in your belly. Don’t argue with me.”

Then Evelyn noticed Naomi toying with the ring and frowned. “So you finally had that ring made. And what good will it do? The Foster family’s standing on the edge of a cliff. You think they’ll care about some piece of jewelry?”

“I don’t think the Foster family wants Emilia’s ring because of its mary value. I’d bet it’s because of a secret hidden behind it,” Naomi said. “Right now, when they’re at their weakestb, /bis when I have the most leverage. Think of a way to get me out of here. I need to go to the Foster family.”

“You… you’re going to the Foster family?”

Evelyn was startled.

The Foster family was not a ce people like them could just walk into. Even back when bthey /bbhadn’t /bgone

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bbankrupt/bb, /bbthey /bprobably wouldn’t have been allowed through the bdoor/b.

“What? Is there a problem?”

Naomi’s tone was dismissive. “I’m wearing the ring the Foster family wants most. When I show up, they b begging me to hand it over.”

But Naomi wasn’t stupid. She slipped the ring off her finger and put it into her mother’s hand.

She trusted Evelyn with it more than anyone.

She intended to go alone, to make those people who once looked down on her plead for it.

That evening, Naomi slipped out when Nathaniel wasn’t home.

Meanwhile, Henry had just finished work.

The driver had barely pulled up to the Foster family gates when they spotted Naomi’s car.

The driver recognized her immediately and said to Henry, “Sir, I think that’s Naomi

“Naomi?”

Why would iNaomi /iisuddenly /iiturn /iiup /iihere/ii? /i

Just seeing someone like her standing at their front gate felt like an insult.

Even so, Henry held back his irritation and got out of the car.

Unlikest time, Naomi looked confident now. Even when Henry appeared, her expression stayed calm as she lifted her chin and walked straight toward him.

“Get rid of the unnecessary people. They annoy me.”

Having to deal with today’s online mess had already been aggravating enough for Henry.

Now Naomi was deliberately walking into his path.

It was as if she already knew he’d try to have her thrown out, but she didn’t seem in any hurry.

“Aren’t you going to ask why I’m here?”

“Not interested. Don’t care to know.”

Henry had no intention of letting himself get entangled with a woman like Naomi.

But just as he turned toward the gates, Naomi called after him.

“I have the ring you want.”

That one sentence stopped him cold.

Thest time Henry had gone to Nathaniel’s ce to demand the ring, Naomi had im it.

And now she was saying it was in her possession.

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“Oh?b” /bHenry’s mouth curved in a cold smile. “You must be joking. Last time, you bhad /bno bintention /bof me that ringb. /bbSo /bwhy do you suddenly have it now?”

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