Soon enough, Cassandra recovered from her shock and said to Wim, “What does this have to do with you? Rachel must’ve messed with someone she shouldn’t have. This isn’t our fault. It’s ol like we wanted her dead.”


    In her mind, things couldn’t be more straightforward.


    Frankly, she hoped someone would take Rachel out of the picture that way, the marriage would be over, and Samantha could officially take Rachel’s ce in the Lewis family. Once Samantha gave birth to her grandchild, their family would finally feelplete.


    William rubbed his aching temples. He was visibly trying to rein in his anger.


    “You do realize the reporters outside are watching my every move, right? They already believe everything I did for Rachel before was just for show. Now if they find out she disappeared under our noses, what do you think they’re going to say?


    “They’ll start asking the obvious. Wasn’t anyone watching her? How could something like this even happen?”


    Cassandra didn’t hesitate. “Just say I went to the restroom. Simple as that. People need the bathroom, don’t they?”


    William let out a bitterugh and said under his breath, “Mom, do you think these reporters are idiots?”


    Even Cassandra realized that excuse was too weak. “Well, what do we do then? We obviously can’t cover this up, but we can’t call the cops either. If the police get involved, the whole thing’s going to blow up even worse.”


    Just then, the doctor came over with a report. He walked briskly toward them.


    “We’vepleted the analysis. The syringe found on the floor contained a lethalpound. We don’t know for sure whether it was injected into the patient.”


    William’s face darkened instantly. “What are you saying? If it was injected, does she have any chance at all?”


    The doctor’s expression was grim. “I really can’t say for certain. But with this particr drug, the fatality rate is around seventy to eighty percent.”


    William’s pupils contracted. Even Cassandra’s legs went weak with fear. Samantha quickly caught her just in time.


    “Are you alright, Cassandra?”


    Cassandra clutched Samantha’s hand tightly. Her face was pale with shock. “W–Who could Rachel have possibly crossed? Who would want her dead?”


    Samantha was just as stunned. She turned to William instinctively. “Yeah, William. You’ve been with Rachel for years. Are you sure she hasn’t had any dangerous associationstely?”


    “Not that I’ve heard of,” William said, stroking his chin as he racked his brain.


    He tried to think of anyone Rachel might have angered recently, but no one came to mind. Who would go so far as to try to kill her?


    Cassandra was panicking now. She began to stutter. “I–Is she dead or alive? D–Did she even wake up?”


    William shot her a sideways nce. “How would I know?”


    Cassandra immediately tried to distance herself from responsibility. “Well, this doesn’t have anything to do with us, right? We weren’t the ones trying to kill her. If the Lloyd family asks, we’ll just me it on whoever was after her.”


    But that was exactly what bothered William the most.


    “Rachel has disappeared. It doesn’t matter if she’s dead or alive. The Lloyd family will definitely call the police. Once they do, this whole thing will be exposed, and the media wille after us like a pack of wolves!”


    C