CEO Broke Down and Cried After I Divorced Him by Miss Rich

"You're not her. If you were Diana, you'd know I never eat candy!" Dylan wheeled himself forward, his sharp eyes locked on her.

"Who are you?"

"I am Diana," she replied with a cold smirk.

"You just can't accept that your sister could change so suddenly. That's why

you're convinced I'm not her. But unfortunately for you, I am."

She pointed at the candy Dylan had spit onto the floor. "Brother, wasn't the candy I gave you delicious?"

The moment the words left her mouth, Dylan felt an unsettling discomfort in his throat. "What did you make me eat?"

Diana let out a laugh as if the question amused her. "Candy, of course. What else could it be? Though this particular candy was crafted specifically for you."

Despite her insistence that she was Diana, Dylan refused to believe her.

His sister would never do something like this.

He quickly pressed the intercom button. "Someone..."

off, hanging up the call. "There's no need to call anyone. I can

until Dylan's face turned even paler. Finally,

walked out, Dylan was in a terrible state. He had no idea what she had made him ingest, only that he felt

as if it were on

Suzy, but his hands wouldn't

part of his body he could control was

from her grip earlier. Even with her strength, it shouldn't have been

he understood-whatever she gave him had sapped him of all his

his body

clenched his teeth and bit his lip, hoping the pain

it was futile. He didn't even feel

have listened to Suzy and

kind, thoughtful

suddenly turn into someone

accept that the person just now was

someone disguised as her. Yes, that was

appearance to get close

explanation because his sister would never

Timothy had

Wright, we had no choice but to