Chapter 589

I went to the Ford residence alone. I didn't let Steven tag along. We couldn't possibly reach a consensus if he was present. Leaning against my crutch, I gradually walked toward the household garden. In the days following the accident, I became incredibly familiar with this garden. From my memory, Stephanie could never gain Michael's trust or approval. Hence, she would constantly end up crying here. "Ms. Larson." Sally, one of the Fords' maids, was still in the household. She approached me as soon as she saw me. I was slightly surprised. Michael knew that Sally was potentially working under Peter. Why would he still keep her around? What was he trying to do? Was this intentional? Was he using her to spy on his mother? "I want to see Michael, Sally," I said softly. She turned and looked toward the living room. "Mrs. Ford has been waiting for you, Ms. Larson." I frowned and followed her gaze. Mrs. Ford was waiting as though she'd anticipated my arrival. She seemed to be extreme