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..."

up the call.

turned even paler. Finally, she stood and adjusted her bag. "Goodbye,

a terrible state. He had no idea

burned as if it

tried to call Suzy, but his hands wouldn't

his body he could control was his eyes. Everything else was

struggled to break free from her grip earlier. Even with her strength, it shouldn't have been impossible to push

he understood-whatever she gave him had sapped him of all his strength. Even with his legs

as his body became

and bit his lip, hoping the

futile. He didn't even feel the blood that

listened to Suzy and refused to

his sister-the kind, thoughtful

suddenly turn into

the person just now was

to be someone disguised as her. Yes, that

appearance to get

his sister would never do such a

the hospital, Timothy had just been sedated by the

had no choice but to use a sedative. Your father