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    Rachel had barely settled back into Jeffrey’s room when a knock sounded at the door.


    She turned as Ronald stepped inside. “Ms. Marsh, do you and your brother have a moment?”


    Rachel exchanged a nce with Jeffrey before nodding. “Yes.”


    Ronald gestured toward the hallway, and momentster, Doris stepped in. Rachel’s brows lifted slightly. She hadn’t expected this.


    Doris hesitated for a moment, then spoke. “Rachel, I’m here to apologize.” Her voice was steady, but her posture was deferential, as if bracing for whatever mighte next.


    Rachel studied her for a second, then narrowed her eyes slightly. “That was fast,” she remarked.


    Ronald, sensing her skepticism, exined, “When your brother’s ident happened, Mr. White suspected something wasn’t right. He started investigating immediately and had her brought here overnight.”


    “Is that so?” A ghost of a smile touched Rachel’s lips.


    Some gestures, no matter how swift their execution, arrive far toote. If Brian had shown such initiative that day when she had pleaded for his trust, perhaps their story would have unfolded differently.


    “You may go.”


    Rachel dismissed Doris with cool indifference.


    Doris froze momentarily before relief washed over her features. She had steeled herself for a much harsher confrontation, prepared to endure whatever Rachel demanded to satisfy Brian’s requirements. This easy dismissal caught her off guard.


    “Thank you, Rachel. I swear this will never happen again.”


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    As Doris straightened to leave, Rachel’s prating gaze froze her in ce. Her voice cut through the air like winter frost. “Because not every apology deserves forgiveness.”


    This time, Jeffrey emerged unscathed, which was a fortunate turn of events. Had he been harmed, Rachel would never let Doris go. She would make sure Doris paid for it.


    Suddenly, Doris’s face stiffened. “Rachel, what… what are you getting at?”


    “You know what I mean,” Rachel responded.


    Doris looked down, recognizing Rachel’s resolute stance on not offering forgiveness. However, she soon raised her gaze, tears streaking her face, conveying utter despair.


    “Rachel, I apologize. I realize now how wrong I was, and I nearly caused harm to your brother. I deeply regret my actions. Please, can you find it in your heart to forgive me? I’vee so far, and I’ll do whatever it takes to make amends,” Doris pleaded pitifully.


    Exhausted by the confrontation, Rachel had no energy left to engage further and longed for some peace. Turning to Ronald, she said, “Ronald, please escort her out. I need to rest.”


    Ronald hesitated momentarily. He then firmly took hold of Doris’s arm. “Ms. Santos, we need to leave.”


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