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When Sharon spoke, her tone was lofty and cold, as if Mrs. Summers weren’t her mother at all but merely a pitiful woman clinging to her for survival.
Mrs. Summers had never suffered such humiliation before.
And worst of all, it came from her own daughter. Rage boiled in her chest, her jaw tight enough to shatter her teeth.
“As long as you still care about the Summers family, that’s enough. Hurry back now. Didn’t Jensen get a doctor for you? While you have the chance, act spoiled a little and get him to give you money quickly. That’s what matters.”
“I know.”
Sharon rose and left. As she crossed the courtyard, she ran into the family’s housekeeper, Jenn.
“Jenn.”
Jenn quickly smiled when she saw her. “You’re back? I should thank you again–for hiring that specialist for my grandson the other day. Without you, he wouldn’t have survived. From now on, my life belongs to you.”
Sharon waved it off, then nced toward the main hall and lowered her voice. “My mom’s been a bit too activetely. Get some medicine and mix it into her food–something to make her rest more.”
Jenn froze, paling. “You… you want me to drug Madam?”
“What are you thinking? That’s my mother. How could I harm her? I just mean something with a little sedative, so she can sleep more and recover.”
Jenn exhaled in relief. “Ah, sleeping medicine.”
“Right. Don’t let her know. She’s been restless over thepany matters, and if this goes on her health will copse.”
Sharon put on the mask of a dutiful daughter.
Jenn beamed. “I understand. You’re so filial–if Sir knew, he’d be pleased.”
“Don’t tell my dad either.”
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Irritation shed across Sharon’s face. Jenn was far too talkative.
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But then Sharon’s eyes flickered with calction. “Forget it. Don’t get the medicine yourself. If my mom finds out, she’ll fire you. I’ll handle it and send it to youter. Then you just put it in her food. Even if she suspects, it won’t fall on you.” <fn63e7> Find the newest release on ?ovelFind</fn63e7>
Jenn sighed in relief again. “Of course, of course. I’ll keep it secret.”
Sharon left, climbed into her car, and immediately dialed a number she knew by heart.
“Get me a slow–acting poison–colorless, tasteless, impossible <i>to </i>detect. I know you can find it. Whatever the price, I’ll pay.”
She hung up, lips curling into a cold smile.
Old hag.
She wanted to sell her out for the Summers family?
So what if she was her mother?
Everything Sharon had now, she’d wed out for herself. The Summers family had robbed her of eighteen years, and now they still wanted to leech off her?
Dream on.
Still, the old hag wasn’t wrong. Before she died, Sharon needed Summers Corp strong enough to cover her.
After that, everything would be hers alone.
She pressed the gas, the car speeding away from the Summers estate.
Meanwhile, Baron received a report.
“Witch Doctor, someone’s looking to buy slow–acting, colorless, tasteless poison.”
He had just finished cross–checking data when the call came. His voice waszy. “Who’s the buyer?”
“Sharon.”
His eyes darkened. “Who?”
“Jensen’s wife, Sharon.”
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“Find out who she wants to use it on. Track everything from the purchase forward–leave evidence at every step.”
Baron had made up his mind.
“Yes, sir.”
The call ended, and Baron smirked faintly.
“She really doesn’t know when to quit. Sharon already has enough skeletons, and now she’s handing me proof herself. Convenient.”
With that, he looked back at the data results.
As expected, his manual calctions matched the machine’s. Yvonne’s skin sample matched Natalie’s perfectly.
The blood he had drawn, however, had been sent out for DNA testing. Even expedited, it would take two days.
He wasn’t sure why he was doing this, but better to be cautious.
Holding the matching report, Baron’s eyes grew heavy.
Someone out there was watching him and Natalie closely. This result could never be exposed.
He forged a false “non–match” report, tossed it on the desk, and burned the real one to ash.
Only then did he head toward Natalie’s sterile room.