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Evelyn couldn't take her eyes off the old wooden painting table.It stood near the classroom window, covered in dust and surrounded by forgotten chairs. Its surface was scratched, andone of its legs appeared slightly shorter than the others. Yet, despite its worn appearance, it carried memories thatsuddenly felt more important than anything else in the room.“Where the first colors began,” she repeated softly.Adrian approached the table.“Your mother and Isabella used this classroom for their first art lessons, didn't they?”Evelyn nodded.“Yes. According to the photographs, this was where they gathered the children before the foundation was established.”She ran her fingers across the wooden surface.“I remember my mother telling me that painting wasn't about having expensive materials. She said the first thing an artistneeded was a reason to create.”Adrian smiled faintly.“Sounds like something she would say.”Evelyn examined the table carefully. She checked the drawers, the sides

Evelyn couldn't stop staring at the photograph Daniel had sent.Rebecca Shaw.The woman who had helped them uncover Richard's hidden letters. The woman who had provided the recording thatexposed the truth about Margaret's suspension. The woman who had claimed she wanted justice.Now her signature appeared on a document challenging the very foundation Evelyn's mother had spent years protecting.“Maybe there's an explanation,” Evelyn whispered.Adrian stood beside her, reading the document again.“Perhaps. But we can't ignore the evidence.”“Rebecca helped us before. She gave us Richard's letter and told us what happened to my mother.”“I remember.”“Why would she suddenly work against us?”Adrian gently took her hand.“That's what we're going to find out.”He immediately called Daniel.“Find Rebecca. Check every address, every account, and every person she's contacted recently. I want to know whoprepared that objection and why.”Daniel agreed.But before ending the call, he added somet

Evelyn stared at the message on Daniel's phone.Rebecca Shaw wanted to meet her.Again.After everything that had happened, Evelyn wasn't sure whether she could believe another word Rebecca said. Thewoman had already admitted signing the objection against the foundation. Now her name had appeared on a financialtransaction involving money stolen from Isabella's charitable trust.Adrian placed his phone on the table.“You don't have to meet her.”Evelyn looked at him.“I know. But if she has information about the missing money, I need to hear it.”“What if she's lying again?”“Then we'll have another reason to expose her.”Adrian studied her face before nodding.“Fine. But Daniel and I will be there. No secrets, no private meetings, and no more trusting people without evidence.”Evelyn managed a small smile.“Agreed.”The meeting was scheduled for the following afternoon at Daniel's office.Rebecca arrived fifteen minutes late.She looked nervous, and her eyes immediately went toward Ev

Evelyn stared at the message on her phone.Ask Eleanor what happened to Isabella's unborn child.She read it again, hoping she had misunderstood the words.But the message remained unchanged.An unborn child.Isabella had been pregnant?Evelyn slowly turned toward Adrian.“Do you think this is true?”Adrian took the phone from her and examined the unknown number.“I don't know. But whoever sent this knows something about Eleanor, Isabella, and Samuel.”“What if Isabella had another child?”“Then we need to find out what happened.”Evelyn looked toward the living room, where Eleanor and Grace were still discussing the documents Daniel haddiscovered.She couldn't imagine how much more Eleanor could endure.But the truth could no longer remain hidden.“Let's ask her,” Evelyn whispered.Adrian nodded.Together, they returned inside.Eleanor immediately noticed their serious expressions.“What happened?”Evelyn placed her phone on the table.“Eleanor, I need to ask you something.”The olde

Hope stared at the photograph on her phone.It showed an older man standing outside a building. His hair had turned gray, and his face carried the marks of time.But there was no mistaking him.It was Samuel Whitmore.Eleanor slowly approached Hope.“Please let me see it.”Hope handed her the phone.The moment Eleanor saw the photograph, her knees weakened.“Samuel…”Grace immediately supported her mother.“Mother, is it really him?”Eleanor nodded, tears streaming down her cheeks.“It's my husband.”For years, she had mourned a man she believed was dead. She had kept his photographs, preserved his letters, andremembered every promise he had made.Now she was looking at his face again.He was alive.But why hadn't he returned?Adrian took the phone and examined the photograph.“There's a building behind him. Daniel, can you identify the location?”Daniel studied the image.“I'll send it to the investigators. We need to establish when and where this photograph was taken.”Evelyn looked