Madeline quickly took the elevator upstairs. Just as she stepped out, she saw a familiar figure in the corridor.

“Shirley?” Madeline called out hesitantly.

The woman walking a small distance away halted her steps and turned around. “It’s me, Mrs. Whitman,” Shirley smiled and explained, “I left something in the room so I came back to take it.”

Madeline then ran toward Shirley. The woman was no different than a lifesaver to her at that moment.

“The poison in Jeremy’s body has suddenly relapsed