Meanwhile, Dorothy was writing down medicinal formulas in the yard of a deserted church. Ethel said, "Madam, it's getting late. You should rest."Dorothy said without looking up, "I'm not tired."Ethel insisted, "I think you should get some rest. I made you some soup. Why don't you have a bowl of hot soup before you continue writing?"Only then did Dorothy put down her pen. She removed her spectacles and rubbed her eyes before walking to a table at the side.Ethel held her arm while she sat down and served her a bowl of hot soup. She said, "I'm worried about your health because you've been so busy writing all that stuff these few days. Are they urgent?""Yes. I'm afraid I won't have the chance to write them down anymore if I don't do it now. Sigh, I don't have much time left."Ethel immediately grew anxious. "Not much time left? What do you mean, madam?"Dorothy sighed softly and said nothing. Ethel asked again, "Madam, please forgive me for prying, but who exactly have you of
After a long time, Dorothy finally said, "Somebody set her up." She turned away and wiped her tears. She then proceeded to drink her soup, and it was clear that she was hesitant to say anything further. But it wasn't because she didn't trust Ethel. It was because the more Ethel knew, the more dangerous it would be for her. She didn't want to drag Ethel into the mess. Lena was a cruel person. She might not let Ethel survive because she knew that Ethel was important to Dorothy. However, Ethel still stood a chance for survival because she knew nothing about it. She would be dead meat if she knew. That was why Dorothy chose to keep everything from her. Ethel could tell that Dorothy wasn't willing to say more, so she stopped asking questions.After Dorothy finished her soup, Ethel helped her back to her desk and laid out a pen and paper for her. Then, she went to wash the dishes.Dorothy kept writing these few days. She didn't know how much longer she had to live. She wanted t
Belle did not show any sign of surprise, but she pouted instead. She already knew Grayson would be suspicious of her because he wasn't a fool.However, she wasn't in the mood to argue with him. She had to find a way to make him take the antidote.He wouldn't eat it if she were to hand it to him directly. He would even ask her plenty of questions, so she had to come up with a good plan.She had already devised a plan on the way home. She told Meredith, "I'm craving chicken soup."Meredith nodded and said, "I'll make it for you right away.""I'll go with you," said Belle. She followed Meredith to the kitchen enthusiastically.She wasn't going to cook. She was there to plant the antidote! She would put it in the soup and make Grayson drink it unknowingly. "Stop right there!" shouted Grayson.Belle already expected him to be suspicious of her, so she continued playing dumb and put a finger to her lips."Shh! I'm going to give you a surprise. Wait for me here, or I'll complain abo
Grayson fell asleep very early that night because Belle hadn't only put the antidote in the soup but also sleeping pills. She needed a way to examine him to see how seriously he had been poisoned.Belle checked his pulse and found that his condition was worse than she had expected. Grayson was gradually becoming weaker.It definitely had something to do with the scented sachet! He would get himself into deep trouble if he continued using the sachet.Belle frowned as she stared at him. He didn't frown while he was asleep, so he looked more gentle than he did when he was awake.Belle thought he was quite good-looking when he wasn't in a bad temper. He had nice facial features and good skin.However, when she thought of how he behaved every day, she felt like there was nothing good about him again. Belle let her thoughts run wild for a while before deciding that she would help him! She would do it for Finneas and Yolanda's sake! While he was asleep, Belle gave him an injection and
Robert frowned and replied, "Why are you pretending to be crazy?"He had been trying to contact his senior lately to confirm Belle's identity but to no avail. He had been so focused on this matter that he hadn't heard of Belle becoming mentally ill.Belled said, "Mainly because I want to get out of working at Grayson's company, but there are other reasons. Now that you know I'm just pretending, you don't have to worry. Keep this a secret.""Okay."Robert stared at their chat after their conversation ended, and there was a spark in his eyes. If Belle was willing to share secrets with him, it meant that she treated him as a friend.He already felt happy, although he hadn't discovered her identity yet. He looked at the list of unfamiliar herbs and called someone to purchase them in the middle of the night.Grayson was not in the bedroom the next day when Belle woke up. He had woken up early and gone to work out as usual.Belle quickly washed up so that she could leave the house whi
Belle narrowed her eyes and gazed down below. One of the men pointed his gun at Grayson and said, "You don't have to know who sent us. All you have to know is that your death is near!""Sure, let's see if you have what it takes to take my life," said Grayson. Then, he dashed to the man and broke his arm with a loud snap! "Ah!" wailed the man as he dropped his gun. Grayson gripped him by the throat and looked at the other men."I'll give you guys one last chance to tell me who sent you," said Grayson. The men looked at each other. Finally, they still chose to bite the bullet and fired their guns at Grayson at the same time.Grayson picked up the man's gun and dodged behind the tree. Three shots sounded out.The three men got hit in the knee and collapsed to the ground. Then, a group of people dressed in black surged forward.They were swift and skilled, just like professional assassins! Grayson engaged in a gunfight with them, and soon, his gun ran out of bullets. Belle felt
Grayson hadn't expected this turn of events, and he shook off Belle's grip with a frown. "What did you put in my mouth, and what are you doing here?" he demanded."Fools die because they talk too much. Shouldn't you be running for your life? Why do you have so much to say?" retorted Belle.Belle was about to pull him forward again when Sam appeared. Belle asked in shock, "What are you doing here?""I …" Sam scratched his head awkwardly because he did not know how to explain himself. He looked at Grayson and said, "Mr. Page, those people have been subdued. They are all unconscious from Ms. Walters' poison, so I can't interrogate them."Grayson turned to Belle. He didn't know if he should scold her or compliment her. He wanted to scold her for jumping out and ruining his plan, but he also felt like complimenting her for saving him when he was in danger. Besides, the thing she had fed him must be an antidote. He ended up saying indifferently, "Give Sam the antidote."Belle took
Belle cursed him out in her thoughts and said, "I came here for a walk!"Grayson didn't buy it and said, "How could there be such a coincidence?""I don't know either. Why did I have to bump into you even on a walk?"Grayson pursed his lips and stared directly at her. A thought struck Belle as she watched his expression. She must have given herself away for pretending to be crazy when she had jumped from the tree and saved him! She had been so focused on going to his rescue that she had forgotten about pretending to be crazy.She blinked and tried even harder to act mentally unstable. "I saved your life! Let go of me before I bite you!"Grayson was already 99% convinced she was just pretending to be crazy. However, the fact that she had saved him diverted his attention. He couldn't help but ask, "Why did you save me?""I've already said that you're like a son to me. What's wrong with me saving my son?"Grayson was speechless. He looked at her for a moment longer and let go