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Widowed Millionaire’s Twins Won’t Sleep and Cry for Days — Until a Poor Maid Does Something Unforgettable

DOUBT AND DANGER

Days passed. The twins’ condition worsened despite Dr. Cásia’s confident reassurances. Rafael, caught between science and hope, didn’t know whom to believe.
He wanted to trust Renata — the woman who could calm his daughters with a single touch — but the doctor had been with the family for years.

Then one afternoon, Sueli pulled Renata aside, her voice trembling. “The babies only rest when you’re here. Every time the doctor gives them that medicine, they suffer.”

Renata nodded grimly. She had been tracking it too — every dosage, every reaction.
And the pattern was undeniable.

That night, she stayed later than usual and watched from the shadows as Dr. Cásia mixed a vial into the babies’ bottles. Her movements were quick, secretive.
Renata’s pulse thundered. What was she giving them?

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