The housekeepers nodded in unison and replied, “Someone did come by yesterday evening. It was a middle-aged woman who was quite well-dressed. Mr. Jarvis was chatting normally with her at first, but they suddenly started arguing. We’re not exactly sure if he had eaten anything.”
Roxanne did not even need to think to know that it was Winnie who had visited. So much time had passed without anything happening. It was obvious that Winnie was the one creating trouble, given that something bad had happened to Grant right after he met her.
That b*tch! She’s still thinking of harming Grant even when she’s about to die! Well, Grant probably deserves it!
With her newfound understanding, Roxanne began administering acupuncture to Grant. A while later, the woman looked up and noticed that her father’s face, which had turned crimson and was extremely swollen earlier, was gradually returning to normal.
The swelling had happened due to the coagulation and reverse flow of blood in Grant’s body. If the situation had been slightly more severe, his blood would have completely solidified and turned black.
Roxanne had always been bold and meticulous. Seeing that the acupuncture had taken effect, she instructed the housekeepers to concoct the medicine at once. However, Grant was still unconscious.
“Winnie had poisoned him! Lucian, call the police!” Roxanne exclaimed coldly while walking out of the room. She had never expected Winnie to be that vicious. Even though Grant’s good days were already coming to an end, the woman still could not wait to kill him.
Lucian nodded and proceeded to retrieve the surveillance recordings in the house. From the videos, he saw that Winnie had entered the living room right after she arrived, and a moment later, a quarrel erupted between her and Grant.
Both of them appeared to be very agitated. However, as audio was not captured in the recordings, it was not clear what their argument was about. Lucian summoned the housekeepers once again to inquire about the content of the quarrel between the two.
“We vaguely heard Mr. Jarvis calling the woman ‘evil’ and other words along those lines…” one of the housekeepers answered.
Another housekeeper pondered intently for a moment before adding, “They mentioned poisoning as well. Mr. Jarvis had asked the woman if it was her who did it.” Upon hearing that, a scary thought surfaced in Lucian’s mind.
He looked toward Roxanne right away, but judging by the woman’s expression, it seemed as if she had yet to figure out what was going on. Lucian was worried that he might agitate his wife if he told her the truth directly.
Indeed, Roxanne was still trying to get a grasp on the situation with a crease between her brows. The surveillance recordings did not show Grant drinking anything. If that’s the case, how did Winnie poison him?
After a few seconds of contemplation, Lucian pulled his wife over and sat her down before saying in a gentle tone, “Darling, I have a bold speculation that I want to share with you, but you have to promise me that you will stay calm, okay?”
With a suspicious expression, Roxanne nodded. Then, Lucian started speaking. “Maybe, Grant had found out some things about Winnie and called her over to question her. It’s likely that his guess was right, which posed a huge threat to Winnie. Hence, she decided to get rid of him.”
“What did he guess?” Roxanne froze. She could sense that her husband was trying to tell her something. Recalling what the housekeepers had told them earlier, suddenly, the realization hit her, and Roxanne was completely struck dumb..
Lucian noticed his wife’s reaction and knew that she had finally made the connection. At that moment, he was extremely worried that the woman would go berserk out of fury.
“Darling, Darling… relax! Please don’t get too agitated. You’re pregnant now! Darling, that was just my guess!” Lucian quickly tried to comfort Roxanne.
Although he was rather confident in his guess and was almost certain that that was the truth, he had to say something to calm his wife down. However, it was impossible to disarm Roxanne’s wrath.
Instantly, her expression changed into that of resentment and rage, her chest heaving frantically with every breath. Her breathing was getting increasingly rapid while her eyes glimmered with anger.
“That means my mom’s death wasn’t that simple, right?” the woman asked in a choked. voice as her body trembled uncontrollably.
