Chapter 378: Verdict...

At that moment, the voices of the two women in quiet exchange boomed through the speakers.

The large LCD screen flickered, then lit up with a shaky, blurry video of a young lady whose expression was ferocious and twisted with malice.

The camera caught her face clearly, though the other woman was out of frame. From the angle, it was obvious that the recording had been made in secret by the other party.

"Of course. She may be comfortable with you returning to the Santiagos to reclaim what was never yours ...but I am definitely not."

"What if we did plan it?"

"What do you think you can do if by any chance you fall into this pool?"

"Do you think you can be found on time since all of the guests are just there in the banquet hall?"

"Do you think you can survive it with your pregnancy?"

"I heard pregnant women are prone to respiratory distress and dizziness in certain environmental conditions, what do you think?"

The dialogue rolled on, every venomous word playing over the speakers.

The hall fell into pin-drop silence. Guests stiffened in their seats, their gazes darting between the screen and one another, whispering with wide-eyed disbelief.

Davis, noting the ripple effect of the recording, rose without a word and left the hall. His face was unreadable, his eyes cold.

By the last sentence, the audience gasped as one, their murmurs swelling into a storm of shocked speculation.

"Is that not Bernice Santiago?"

"Isn’t that the Santiagos’ granddaughter under threat by a cousin?"

"Not just threatened but at the pool."

"Then...if they were at the pool...could it be she nearly drowned?"

"To think Lady Matilda, of all people, would be poisoned by a daughter she loves dearly..."

"She is wicked beyond words!"

"She deserves no mercy."

"Lady Matilda must seek justice for her granddaughter!"

"What a poor child! She only just returned home, only to be plotted against?"

"At least she was clever enough to record it!"

"Wait... did I hear that right? Pregnant?!"

"Pregnant? Then the Santiagos are expecting a great-grandchild?"

"Lady Matilda is blessed indeed..."

"But who is her husband? Surely not from a powerful family, otherwise why is he not present tonight?"

spread

her chair. Her heart hammered violently against

sit idle. She dared not

left the hall, her

get to the pool faster and find

injustice and surely not from a second branch

hurried after her. "What about Davis?" she

him for a

eyes darkened. "His wife suffers a mishap in the Santiago home, and his shadow is nowhere in sight. I am sure that display was his hand

explanation." Lady Matilda said her tone

noticed her sudden

sharpened, hungry for scandal. Some beckoned a waiter to lead

hall stirred into motion, buzzing

vain to control them, but the tide of intrigue was

microphone softly. The echo carried across the restless hall, drawing

extends their sincerest apologies for this mishap," he announced, his tone steady but carefully measured. "We ask that you remain here while the matter is clarified. A

deciding instead to use the interval to

away, chasing the drama at the

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at the pool, his gaze cold

the edge of the pool, his voice rang out "Cassandra, Bernice, how do you think we can solve this problem?" He

struggles, neither could

suffer from respiratory distress. But I... I prefer

His voice was calm, almost casual, but the silence of the night and the eerie quiet of

the tainted water forced them

he wanted to do, she blamed her

not being able to handle a simple

tinged blue.

his tone cruel. "Wouldn’t it be merciful to let

spiraled. Deep in the irritating pool, already drowning, lungs full of poisoned water, and

away, but strong hands seized her arms. Her breath hitched as

be confronted by two masked, burly men in protective gear. Cold. Unyielding. Dipping

by water, while just beyond the pool’s edge came the anguished

found herself drifting in and out of consciousness as

her out of her thoughts,

are here?"

turned slightly,

loosening her chest when she saw only Cassandra and Bernice

is Jessica?"

her room,"

the water.

with rage. Her voice

can a useless old hag seek justice for

living out your plot

woman who had always coddled and adored her, had turned

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