Part 100

The roar of children's laughter and shouts was so loud it echoed into the outer area outside the orphanage's fence. A woman with dark glasses could be seen gripping the steering wheel so tightly her knuckles turned white. She gazed at the figures she recognized there, laughing happily. As for herself? She was shattered. Finished. She had nothing left in life to boast about anymore.

Yes. She was Phoebe.

A month had passed since that night. The night when she and her mother left Gladwin's house with all the evidence in hand.

Satisfied? Yes, initially she was satisfied and thought all the evidence was gone when she destroyed it by burning. Even then, she immediately contacted her associate at the clinic to shut down the clinic where they had been accumulating their wealth because she was afraid Gladwin would take drastic action and report her to the police.

Of course, the man wouldn't just sit still, would he? He would certainly seek revenge on her, especially since she had been ruining