Chapter 229

Sandra sat at her kitchen table, the morning light barely touching her tired eyes. Her coffee was almost gone, cold and bitter, a sign of her sleepless nights. She stared into the cup, her mind full of worry and exhaustion.

The maid, a young woman with a gentle touch, quietly entered the room. She looked at Sandra with concern. “Good morning, Mrs. Sandra. You look like you haven’t slept well. Is everything okay?”

Sandra sighed heavily, shaking her head as she took another sip of coffee. “It’s been one of those nights. Not work or anything, just... stalking emails, calls, letters. It’s been constant.”

The maid’s eyes widened. “Stalking? That sounds awful. Do you know who’s doing it?”

Sandra shook her head. “No, not yet. I’ve been trying to trace the emails and calls, but they’re coming from different places. Did you find out anything?”

The maid hesitated before speaking. “I found a name that keeps coming up—Jackson. His background is pretty unclear. I couldn’t find much on him, but he