Wynter stood alone in the corridor, her senses heightened, searching for a clue, desperate to unravel the enigma before her.

“Stop looking for me, or I shall tell Isaac of your involvement in Alick's misfortune."

The text message startled Wynter, sending a shiver down her spine.

Who was this man?

And how did he possess such intimate knowledge of her relationship with

Isaac?

Wynter hastily typed a reply, her fingers trembling with a mix of fear and defiance. "What is your true motive?"

“My motive is to assist you," came the cryptic response.

Wynter's face darkened with suspicion. "Do you take me for a fool? Your words reek of threats!"

“You may choose to ignore me, but I shall promptly tell Isaac," the man warned.

“No! Wait!"

Wynter's fingers flew across the keyboard, desperate to stop the man from contacting Isaac.

She would go to any Lengths to ensure Isaac remained unaware of Alick's situation.

Otherwise...

Revealing the truth would shatter the dream she had built with Isaac, leading to a grim and uncertain future.

“I will not disclose anything. However, you must handle the individuals who suspect you now."

Wynter's head swirled with thoughts as she absorbed the message. Of the people who doubted her, there was only one person who fit the description.

Divya, Isaac's wife, held a deep-seated animosity towards Wynter, convinced that she was responsible for Alick's suffering.

“Are you referring to Divya?" Wynter replied, seeking confirmation.

“You know what I'm saying," came the enigmatic response.

Lost in contemplation, Wynter pondered the implications of the man's words.

Indeed, Divya was the sole individual who believed she played a part in Alick's accident.

Isaac was currently abroad, engrossed in his own affairs, leaving the burden of resolving this turmoil solely on Wynter's shoulders.

Wynter knew that Forrest placed unwavering trust in her.

After all, he was terrible at making plans to harm others!