Chapter 156

The box was made of dark, unadorned wood-not a single carving, nothing fancy. At first glance, it looked dirt cheap. But the moment Sabrina laid eyes on it, she recognized it-it was made of rare ebony. Inside were a few old photos: a graceful young woman with delicate features holding a sleeping baby in her arms. There was a simple warmth in the shot, something raw and maternal that squeezed at her heart. For a second, Sabrina felt her chest tighten, her nose stinging from the sudden wave of emotion. Alice stood off to the side, arms crossed, watching her reaction with zero sympathy. Her voice was cold: "This was something Maureen left behind before she walked out. You can have it-if you bring Professor Douglas here to treat Lily. And I mean, fix her completely." Sabrina frowned slightly. Getting Douglas involved, maybe she could manage that. But guaranteeing a cure? That was a promise she couldn't make. Alice's eyes narrowed, her tone sharper. "Think it over. These photos? One of a ki