Grayson's state of being triggered continued. He even began picking fights with Belle while they were in bed later that day. "Put your hands under the blanket!""Stop exposing your feet!""Cover up your neck!""Don't wink at me. I won't fall for that!""Do you have no shame? Can you be more reserved as a woman? Why are you winking at me in the middle of the night?"Belle eventually snapped from the constant complaints as she sat back up on the bed. "Grayson Page! Have you had enough yet?"Her good mood had now been completely ruined at this point. "Are you planning to complain about everything I do tonight instead of sleeping? Whether I want to use the blanket or not is none of your business."If you have something to say, just man up and say it directly! Stop picking all these silly little fights with me just because you're in a bad mood today."Grayson's expression turned grim. "Are you finished with your tricks? How many times do I have to tell you this so that you'l
Jordyn explained herself with an apologetic smile. "I had been distrustful of your presence and treated you rudely. "Over time, I realized you are actually a good person. I hope you don't mind my past actions too much. From now on, I hope we can be on good terms."Dorothy was relieved to hear her words. "Jordyn sure has matured."Belle then thanked Jordyn and accepted the bowl of soup.Jordyn urged Belle. "Try it and see if you like it. It's Grandma's favorite mushroom soup. Our old cook prepared it."Dorothy agreeingly chimed in, "This soup tastes amazing, and it helps strengthen your body too. Belle, have a try."Belle nodded and took a spoonful. Right as she moved the spoon to her lips, she paused and stared at Jordyn with suspicion.Jordyn and her guilty conscience were completely on high alert after being stared at by Belle. "What's wrong?"Dorothy was puzzled as well. "What's wrong? Do you not like the smell?"There was something in the soup.Belle could tell that the
Two hours had passed. Belle turned to Dorothy and said, "His life is safe for now. But it is up to chance whether he will wake up again. My condolences, Mrs. Sylvester Senior."Dorothy's eyes were red as she stared at the bedridden Richter, who remained unconscious.Even if Richter was not her favorite grandchild, he was still her kin. It was truly a tragedy that he had become a vegetable.Dorothy wiped away her tears. "This is his fate now. It was already a miracle that he survived."After that, she remembered something and turned toward Ethel. "Bring Jordyn to me."Jordyn soon came into the room, still sobbing uncontrollably. She took a look at Richter and then turned to Dorothy. "Grandma, Richter, he … he …"Dorothy was losing it. "It's all your fault that he might stay a vegetable for the rest of his life!""Huh?" Jordyn lost her remaining strength and fell to the floor crying. "How … How did this happen? I only put in some laxatives. How did it turn out like this?"Belle
Belle told Grayson what had happened."I went to the Sylvesters for dinner tonight, and Jordyn tried to serve me laxatives. But the laxatives turned out to be a lethal poison!"From what I could tell, Jordyn simply disliked me. She didn't bear any hatred toward me. The thing was, Jordyn was very close with June, and they hung out daily."Grayson was shocked. "You were poisoned? When did this happen? Are you hurt?"Belle, too, was slightly stunned. She did not expect him to be caring for her safety first and foremost instead of June after she told her story.That was quite a surprise for her. She was slightly cheered by this."No, the poison was drunk by Jordyn's brother, Richter. His life is not in danger at the moment, but he has been left unconscious as a vegetable. Luckily, the Sylvesters' home had materials for a makeshift antidote, or he would have surely perished."Grayson was speechless.If Richter had not taken the fall, the person being a vegetable now would have bee
In the following days, Belle worked diligently at her rental house in the urban village. In addition to the froston pill, she had also managed to develop affordable medical creams to be sold under the Sylvester name.As for Grayson, aside from his daily work, he had spent most of his time investigating the poisoning attempt on Belle.On that particular evening, when Belle returned home, she was taken aback to find Grayson sitting on the first-floor sofa. It was a rare sight, as he usually confined himself to his study or their bedroom whenever she came home.She didn't say much about it. She changed out of her shoes, took off her jacket, and hung it in the closet before heading upstairs.Grayson, however, called out to her. "Come here."Belle was intrigued and came to a halt. "What's up?"Grayson looked grim. "I want to talk to you about the poisoning."She curiously asked, "You found anything?"She walked over to sit on the sofa opposite him. Sixteen immediately ran over t
Both Belle and Grayson were jolted awake at the same time.Grayson took the lead and went outside, with Belle following behind after she put on a jacket.On the first floor, the unmistakable sounds of June sobbing reached their ears.Sam was present as well. He nervously looked at Grayson and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Page. Ms. June wouldn't listen to us and insisted on speaking with you directly. We were afraid of hurting her. She got into a taxi when we weren't paying attention, and so I—"Grayson was understandably pissed off. "Bring her in!"June's behavior struck him as audacious and unreasonable. Who in their right mind would be sobbing outside someone's house in the middle of the night?Soon, June entered the room, her tears still flowing despite her drenched appearance."Grayson, you can't just send me away! I don't want to go. I want to stay by your side! I don't want us to be separated!" June continued her cries.Grayson's face turned red from anger."I'm just sending
Grayson's expression had turned for the absolute worst. His furrowed eyebrows appeared to smolder with anger, and his chest heaved with every breath. He stared June in the face and spelled out his frustrations."I am undeniably related to your father's death, but I am not the one who killed him. If you wanted to use his death as an excuse, you should have asked your mother about how he died. Sam, take her away! Make sure I won't see her again for the rest of my life!"Grayson was genuinely livid, with veins pulsating on his forehead and clenched fists. His countenance was nothing short of terrifying.When Lionel met his demise years ago, June and Ingrid were left devastated. Grayson felt sorry for the pair and took great care of them.He treated June like his sister, giving her the absolute best for everything in life. He didn't expect that she would grow up to be so unreasonable.June was terrified. "Grayson—""Begone!"Sam hadn't seen Grayson lose his temper in a long while.
Once Belle had finished bandaging Grayson's wounds, she got up and made her way to the kitchen. She returned with two cans of cold beer.She tossed him a can before opening one for herself.As she was about to take a sip, Grayson immediately snatched her can of beer away and admonished her. "You shouldn't drink this!"Belle glared at him. "Hey now, I was just trying to keep you company.""Even so, you shouldn't be drinking this," explained Grayson as he drank half of his can in one go."Why not?" asked Belle."You're bad with alcohol."She was left speechless.Recognizing that Grayson was injured because of her actions, Belle opted not to argue further and exchanged her beer for a can of cola. She sat down beside Grayson and engaged in small talk."You never really liked June in the first place, did you?"Grayson didn't deny her observation and took a drag from his cigarette.Belle pressed on with her questions."You could have told me about it. I misunderstood for so long,