Chapter 293

Ascending to the fifth floor, the person assigned to keep watch respectfully opened the door for Cedric.

Polly's complexion turned pale at his entry.

"Mr... Mr. Carlson?" she stuttered, her panic palpable. Her hands were nervously twined behind her back, and she avoided his gaze.

Cedric sat opposite her, his frosty eyes briefly surveying her before he spoke in a sharp tone. "Who told you to do it?"

"I don’t know... what you’re talking about, Mr. C-Carlson," Polly stammered, her distress clear.

"On the day of my grandfather’s birthday party, you deliberately led Tristan into the ladies’ restroom, knowing Sophie was there. Tell me, how much did Vivienne pay you for this?" Cedric demanded, his eyes narrowing.

Polly began to tremble, eventually collapsing to the floor in terror.

"I didn't know anything would happen to Tristan! Please believe me!" she pleaded.

She insisted she would not have accepted the task if she had known the extent of the consequences.

"Who was your accomplice