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    “Arguing with Remy’s man?”


    Le’s words cast a pall over the entire Sanchez family. Continuing her chatter, Le remarked, “Tiffany’s been acting strangelytely. She’s been sneaking out every night on a motorcycle, iming she needed fresh air. Could she have turned to someone she shouldn’t for help with our family’s troubles?”


    The Sanchez family members grew even more apprehensive at this revtion.


    Rachel anxiously wrung her hands. “Tiffany’s been insisting that everything’s fine, but she could be in over her head dealing with Remy’s associates without our knowledge. I fear for her safety. What should we do?”


    Daryl let out a heavy sigh. “With so many people in our family, how could we allow a young girl to bear all the burdens? We need toe up with a n.”


    Ruth shared their concerns. “We must ensure Tiffany remains unharmed. If need be, we’ll surrender Birds Pay Homage to Remy. Together, we can weather bankruptcy and adversity.”


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    As Shaun prepared to speak, Marissa’sughter echoed from the dining room. All eyes turned towards her direction.


    Marissa wasughing as she spoke between bites of bread. “You’re quite good at imagining things, Le. I fear you’ll lead our family astray if I don’t speak up.”


    Embarrassed, Le inquired, “You heard our conversation, Tiffany?”


    “Fortunately, I did. Otherwise, things might have taken a turn for the worse!” Marissa joked. “But really, I’ve just been taking leisurely rides at night for some fresh air. I haven’t turned to anyone I shouldn’t have for help, and I certainly wasn’t arguing with Remy’s man.”


    Relieved, the Sanchez family collectively exhaled.


    Le pressed on, “Then who were you arguing with just now?”


    “All you need to know is that it’s unrted to tomorrow’s event. Let’s not jump to conclusions!” replied Marissa earnestly.


    With that, she finished her bread and headed out of the vi. “I’m off to visit Mom at the hospital. I’ll be back tonight.”


    And she left on her motorbike.


    After departing from the Sanchez family’s house, Marissa pulled over and swiftly sent a text to Joziah: “Prepare a tracker-recorder for me. I’ll pick it up this afternoon.”


    Joziah promptly replied, “Got it, boss.”


    With that settled, Marissa headed straight to the hospital to personally check on Caylee’s condition. Thankfully, all the vitals and data indicated Caylee was recovering well, alleviating Marissa’s worries.


    She assisted with Caylee’s bath, sat by her bedside, and engaged in quiet reflection for a while before departing around noon.


    Next on her agenda was collecting the tracker-recorder from Joziah and discussing business.


    By the time she returned to the Sanchez family’s vi, night had fallen. The family had already finished dinner and gathered in the living room, chatting and rxing together. Marissa noted the presence of the entire family with a smile.


    Rachel greeted her hastily as she entered, “Tiffany, have you eaten yet? Would you like something from the kitchen?”


    “I’ve already had dinner. Thank you,” Marissa replied. “Where are Lawrence and Lindsay?”


    “Rita took them upstairs to rest,” Rachel replied.


    Marissa nodded and poured herself a ss of water. After a few sips, she continued, “How’s Rita? Did she manage well taking care of the kids?”


    However, her question lingered unanswered for quite a while. She gazed at them with confusion, noting the peculiar expressions on their faces, particrly Le, whose weird nce made her uneasy.


    Marissa couldn’t shake off the feeling that something was amiss with Rita. Had the Sanchez family noticed any irregrities? However, she quickly dismissed the notion as improbable.


    She had meticulously tested Rita countless times and found her wless, incapable of making careless mistakes.


    Swallowing her unease, Marissa inquired, “What’s wrong?”


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