Chapter 435

"Sleep well," Diana murmured.

Lila Sinclair rose from the chair and exited her mother's bedroom.

The moment the door clicked shut, Lila's carefully maintained mask shattered.

Unease had coiled in her stomach all day.

The discovery that Evelyn Hartley shared Diana's artichoke allergy had unsettled her deeply.

What troubled her more was recalling Evelyn's identical seafood allergy - another eerie parallel to Diana's medical history.

Could such specific allergies truly be coincidental?

Or was there some hidden connection she hadn't uncovered?

The unanswered questions gnawed at her.

Her attempt to probe Diana for information had yielded nothing.

Lila's thoughts swirled like autumn leaves caught in a whirlwind.

A sudden realization made her inhale sharply, fingers tightening around the banister.

She forced herself to breathe evenly.

Perhaps she was imagining patterns where none existed.

Just another meaningless coincidence.

Biting her lower lip until she tasted copper, Lila retreated to her bedroom.