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    “Quick, put out the fire!”


    The rmed calls jolted me back to the present, and immediately, I turned toward the window.


    What I saw left me stunned: a dense plume of ck smoke was already rising outside, aggressively seeping through the window crevices.


    Paralyzed by the sudden turn of events, I could only stand there, helplessly watching the smoke thicken around me.


    Thankfully, ra was quick to act. She rushed to my side, gripped my arm firmly, and yanked me forward while yelling, “Let’s go! It’s dangerous here!”


    Propelled by ra’s decisive tug, I clumsily made my way out with her.


    Once outside, the sight that greeted me was jarring.


    The house next door was engulfed in mes that furiously consumed everything in their reach. The crackling of the fire as it devoured the furniture was relentless, and the dense smoke continued to darken the skies. The fire was rmingly close to reaching ra’s home.


    I quickly stopped a passerby who was hurrying along with a bucket of water and urgently asked, “Hey, what… what happened here?”


    “I have no idea either, but right now, putting out the fire is the priority!” he responded, continuing his rush toward the water source without looking back.


    I dropped my hand as a growing sense of unease washed over me.


    However, before I could dwell on these thoughts further, the distinct wail of fire truck sirens grew louder. Momentster, firefighters swarmed the scene and began their efforts to extinguish the fire.


    Surprisingly, among them was Antoni, stepping down from one of the fire trucks. Upon spotting me, he approached with a calm smile and casually greeted, “Well, Miss Dunn, what brings you here?”


    I frowned, looking at him warily, and responded coldly, “Shouldn’t I be asking you that? What are you doing here?”


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    As I spoke, I instinctively stepped back, maintaining a cautious distance from him.


    Antoni, unfazed by my cold demeanor, simply smiled a bit more and casually mentioned, “I was at the fire department discussing some matters. When I heard about the fire, I decided toe over to help.”


    His exnation seemed flimsy to me, far from convincing. He was dressed in an exquisite outfit made of high-quality fabric. He looked nothing like someone who hade prepared to put out a fire. And what were the odds? Today, of all days, when I was here to look into the details of my harrowing childbirth incident, Antoni appeared as if on cue…


    Something surely didn’t add up.


    “I think you’re hiding something. Maybe you caused some trouble here and now you’re scared of getting caught, so you cooked up that story, right?” My eyes locked onto his as I taunted him, searching for any sign of panic.


    But Antoni met my probing stare with unwavering calm. “Miss Dunn, are you so troubled by the loss of your child that you’ve be this paranoid? I know a few excellent psychologists if you need someone to talk to,” he suggested smoothly.


    Makenna’s POV:


    Antoni’s words mmed into me like a ton of bricks, leaving a raw ache and a fierce tremble in my hands. Every nerve buzzed with the urge to hit him, to make him feel even a fraction of my fury. But I forced myself to stay grounded, clenching my jaw as I spoke.


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