Chapter 864 I'm Not That Low

It was a baby's finger, so tiny and bloodied. It sent shivers down my spine. A gold locket had spilled out along with the finger. I recognized that locket—it was the one I'd seen around Alice's baby's neck. It was crafted by Madam Young for the child's one-month celebration. It was not large, but it had a piece of fine warm amber set in the center. It was a stone of considerable worth. Madam Young had said that amber could nurture the soul. Maxwell must have been stunned as his composure shattered at that moment. He quickly scrambled to pick up the fallen items. His hands were shaking, his eyes brimming with tears. He asked his assistant, "Where did this come from?" The assistant's voice quivered as she spoke, "It was delivered to your office. I spotted it and a Post-it note when I was dropping off your files." She handed him a Post-it note. Maxwell took a quick look, and though I could not see the words, Maxwell's face turned stormy. His eyes soon flashed with anger. Then, in