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..."

cut him off, hanging up the call.

paler. Finally,

out, Dylan was in a terrible state. He had no idea what she had made

as if it were on

tried to call Suzy, but his hands

he could control

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

she gave him had sapped him of all his strength.

as his body became

his teeth and bit his lip, hoping the pain would bring him

it was futile. He didn't even feel the blood that trickled

to Suzy and

she was his sister-the kind, thoughtful sister he

she suddenly turn

couldn't accept that the person

had to be someone disguised as her. Yes,

appearance to get close

because his sister would never do such

Timothy had just been sedated by

Wright, we had no choice but to use a sedative.