Timothy made sure that a nurse was there to accompany Martha before heading to Chelsey's house. He intended to take the leftover food to the hospital to run some tests against them for heavy metal poisoning. Chelsey looked at him worriedly as she asked, "Tim, how could Mrs. Quinn be poisoned? Was it because she used poor skincare products? Why don't you take some of her skincare products with you to the hospital?""Okay," Timothy said, thinking that her suggestion was reasonable. He headed to Martha's room and took all of the skincare products that she used. When he left the room, he noticed the bowl of brewed herbs on the coffee table and stared at it for some time. A moment later, he asked Chelsey, "Did you have any of this?" "No," Chelsey said after glancing at the bowl. "I was too busy."It seemed as though someone had finished half of the bowl. A spoon that was supposedly placed inside the bowl was spotted on the ground. Chelsey hastily added, "Mrs. Quinn was on th
The herbs contained a small amount of mercury. The substance wasn't uncommon, but it was detrimental to one's health. Mercury would evaporate easily at room temperature, yet it was preserved in the herbs somehow. Timothy had the men get rid of all the herbs properly so as not to harm other people. Usually, Timothy was all smiles. Now that he wore a grave expression, Chelsey found it hard to get used to. He seemed rather eerie now. Gingerly, she asked, "Tim, did you find something?" "I found the person who gave Mr. Johnson those herbs," Timothy told her. "But that person would never hurt him." Chelsey was curious now. She wondered about the reason for his certainty of that person's intentions.She asked, "Who was it?" Timothy briefly fell silent before he spat the name of the person he hated the most. "It was Lucas." "Huh? It was him?" Even Chelsey herself thought that Lucas would never hurt Albert.After all, the two of them had nothing against each other. "Mr.
Lucas stared at Timothy. His eyes were wide with confusion. "Why would you say that? I don't get it," he said. "It's heavy metal poisoning!" Timothy said.His jaw clenched the entire time. "Thank goodness Chels was too busy these days that she didn't drink the herbs that were brewed. The housekeeper drank some and she had to get a blood transfusion. You'd better explain yourself to Chels!"Timothy shoved Lucas with all his might, causing Lucas to stumble backward.Frowning, Lucas asked, "What happened? What does it have to do with poisoning?" "The herbs aren't poisonous," Timothy spat. "But they contained mercury! It's lethal!" Timothy didn't think that Lucas was the one behind this. Nevertheless, he still felt the urge to give Lucas a good beating. He wanted to know the reason behind Lucas' desire to give Chelsey the herbs in the first place. Lucas wasn't even aware that the herbs were being tampered with. Timothy thought Lucas was an idiot."I'll definitely look int
"I'm the one who added mercury to the herbs!" Josie yelled. Lucas and Shannon stared at her, their eyes wide with disbelief. …Chelsey lay in bed. She was preparing for a session of prenatal education when someone knocked on the door to her bedroom. "Come in," she said. Timothy entered the room with a bowl of fruits. Chelsey was surprised to see him there. "Didn't you leave already? Why did you come back?" Timothy placed the bowl of fruits on the table before taking a serious tone and saying, "Too many people are trying to hurt you. I just can't stop worrying about you. Since I can't find someone to take care of you, I should just stay here with you and do it myself." "What?" Chelsey looked at him, her eyes wide with surprise at how abrupt the idea was.She shook her hands to reject the idea. "No! You're so busy. You don't have the time to look after me. Besides, I don't want to trouble you. You should help me hire another housekeeper. You really don't need to att
On the other hand, Chelsey could now face Lucas calmly. Although he lived opposite her, she treated him like a stranger. Chelsey remained smiling as she and Timothy walked into the elevator. "Lucas has some cheek to return," Timothy mumbled.Displeasure was evident in his tone. But Chelsey remained silent. She did not blame Lucas. Instead, she took it as a case of good intentions gone wrong. She just needed to be more careful in the future. Chelsey and Timothy walked out of the building together, strolling around the neighborhood.Timothy suddenly took out his phone to text Lucas. He typed, "You promised to explain to Chels. Where is it now?"Lucas sat on the couch while reading the message. He then poured himself a glass of red wine. After taking a sip, he realized the wine was unusually sour, making it hard to swallow. Unable to vent his frustrations, Lucas grabbed the wine bottle and angrily threw it on the floor. He leaned against the couch to compose himself
Moreover, Mr. L would always like Chelsey's posts within a minute of her posting them.Chelsey smiled and said to Timothy, "I have a mysterious client. Whenever I post on Instagram, he'd be the first one to like it. He's even more active on liking my posts than you.""Is that so?" Timothy leaned in to have a look. The nickname "Mr. L" reminded him of someone. And it was none other than Lucas. Chelsey added, "He's my major client.""I see," Timothy replied while taking out his phone to text Lucas. He typed, "You're Mr. L, aren't you?"Chelsey had no idea that Timothy was texting Lucas. With the ginkgo leaf flower in hand, she continued walking forward. Half an hour later, Timothy urged her to go home. Only then did she reluctantly return home. Who knew when the next walk would be? Once she returned home, Chelsey placed the ginkgo leaf flower on the study table. She stared at it and suddenly felt inspired. She immediately picked up a brush and sketchbook. After a few
Chelsey was awakened by her phone ringing in the morning.She picked it up, and upon seeing the caller ID, she did not feel irritated that the call had woken her up.Instead, she smiled and called out, "Uncle Fred!"Chelsey happily answered the call. On the other end of the line, a relatively young voice came through, "Chels, I'm in Jenton City. I just got off the plane."Where are you now? I'd like to meet you."Chelsey answered, "I'll send you the location, Uncle Fred. Call me when you arrive. I'll meet you at the entrance of the residential area.""Okay."Chelsey hung up and sent the location. After looking at the time, she realized it was almost 10:00 am.She had slept soundly. Usually, she would be awake by 7:00 am.Chelsey could not believe she had slept for an additional three hours. After washing up and changing into a fresh set of clothes, she walked out of her bedroom only to see Timothy making coffee."Tim, Uncle Fred is in Jenton City. He just landed and wants
"Let's go home and catch up some more, Uncle Fred. We're in the way of others by standing here," said Chelsey.Fred nodded in agreement. "Sure."Chelsey added, "You can have your driver park in the garage. I'll inform the housekeeper."If the spaces are not marked as private parking, you may park there."With that said, Chelsey took a photo of the license plate and sent it to the housekeeper. She asked the housekeeper to inform the security guard so that Fred's car could enter the garage.Then, she led Fred into the residential area. Fred looked at Chelsey and then at Timothy. "Are you a couple now?" he asked with a grin.Over the years, he had been occupied with work. So, Fred did not have time to inquire Chelsey about her life. His only knowledge of her was that she was in Jenton City, learning painting from Albert.Fred had seen Timothy several times. He was aware that Timothy was from the Somner family in Westine and their future heir. Fred cast a meaningful smile