It was a beautiful video filled with laughter, warmth, and memories of a time when their entire future had still been ahead of them. The more the head maid watched, the softer the smile on her face became.
She eventually walked over to Rick and gently shook his shoulder. "Sir, wake up. It is morning."
However, she suddenly froze. Rick's entire body was cold.
Her trembling hand slowly moved toward his nose. The moment she realized that he was no longer breathing, her face drained of color, and she stumbled backward before collapsing onto the floor.
A blood-curdling scream tore through the mansion.
Meanwhile, Lana stood far away from the mansion, silently watching from a distance.
For a long time, she did not move.
Her thoughts were consumed by the same question that had been haunting her ever since she had taken this case.
'Did I really do the right thing?'
She had taken this case because she wanted to protect the people involved.
