Amanda bit her lip as a thought suddenly crossed her mind. Would Maisie still be with Daniel if she knew why she
had amnesia in the first place?
While lost in thought, Cindy closed the door with a loud bang.
Amanda gazed at the door with a mysterious smile, then turned to leave. -
That night, Cindy couldn't sleep, tossing and turning in bed. Memories of the past events played in her mind like a
movie. Despite treating her daughter as a source of money for all these years, guilt gripped her heart when she
learned that Maisie had lost her child, suffered mentally, and couldn't even remember who Daniel was.
After all, she had raised Maisie for so many years. Even if one raised a cat or a dog, they would develop feelings for
them...
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIn fact, when Amanda revealed that the Quimby Group managed the demolition project, Cindy was swayed. She
considered convincing Maisie to seek Daniel's help, even if it meant sacrificing herself once again. In the end, her
remaining maternal love overcame her extreme selfishness.
She wanted Maisie to find a wealthy man, but Daniel was not the only wealthy man in this world. She didn't want to
throw Maisie into the fire pit again.
Cindy sighed deeply, her eyes welling up. Eventually, she fell into a restless sleep. -
The next day, she headed to the Quimby Group. Before arriving, she called Daniel. She had saved that number for
many years but had never dialed it and hadn't dared to.
Daniel's office was spacious and grand. When the assistant ushered her in, it felt like entering a palace. The owner
of this palace gazed at her with a cold, sharp look.
"M-Mr. Quimby..." Cindy humbly bowed.
Daniel's expression remained calm as he set aside the documents in his hand. "What do you need?"
His imposing presence made Cindy tremble uncontrollably. After a brief silence, she mustered her courage and
spoke tremblingly. "I... I came today to confirm if you are... with our Maisie again?"
Daniel smiled faintly, tacitly confirming her statement. However, her visit today caught him off guard. He thought
she had come to demand compensation for Maisie.
Cindy felt an urge to kneel before him. "Mr. Quimby, please have mercy on her... Maisie has suffered enough in the
past. She's finally started anew. Will you—"
"Have mercy?" Daniel's voice was frigid. "Are you even qualified to talk about having mercy? Have you ever shown
any to her?"
"Well—"
"Your entire family has exploited her!"
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Cindy's heart raced, and she remained frozen, unable to utter another word.
"I did mistreat her in the past, but where did that leave you?" Daniel glared at her. "I'm willing to do everything I can
to make amends for her now.
"What about you? As a mother, have you ever considered what's best for your daughter? When you wanted to
leave all your assets to your son, did you ever think about your daughter?"
Cindy stood there, speechless and terrified.
"I'm targeting you regarding the demolition." Daniel lowered his voice. "But the change in the blueprint does save
some cost. Money is not my concern. I just want to advocate for Maisie and teach you a lesson!"
Cindy now understood that she wouldn't receive compensation or a new house. She nodded and turned away dully,
but Daniel stopped her.
"You came earlier than I expected," he said indifferently. "Not many people know that the Quimby Group is handling
the demolition project, so... who leaked this information to you?"