Chapter 232

That thought flashed through Alice Sterling’s mind, and the more she mulled it over, the more likely it seemed. Her gaze darkened slightly, and after a brief pause, she decided to stay put and wait. This time, she needed answers. Not long after, Margaret Perkins came out from the inpatient wing, carrying a lunchbox in one hand—clearly heading to grab a bite from the cafeteria. “Ms. Perkins!” Hearing the voice, Margaret froze in her tracks. Realizing who it was, she quickly picked up her pace, but Alice was right behind her and didn’t let up. It wasn’t until they reached the cafeteria entrance that Alice managed to grab Margaret, who was already panting from the rush. “Ms. Perkins, why did you run the moment you saw me?” Alice’s chest heaved from the chase, and her grip on Margaret's wrist tightened. Sweat dotted Margaret’s forehead out of panic, but she didn’t look back. She just kept babbling. “I really don’t remember anything! Please, stop asking me!” “Ms. Perkins, you know exactly w