"Stop!"

The voice sounded heavenly as a chorus to Jenkins. She turned around and saw Keira staring at Susan.

Jenkins's eyes teared up. "Miss Olsen, I didn't do it. It wasn't me..."

Susan looked toward Keira. "Keera, what's wrong? I'm doing this to force the formula out of her mouth to save Uncle Olsen's life. As his biological daughter, you're not going to stop me, are you?"

Keira fixed her gaze on Susan. "Jenkins might be innocent."

"You know it's just a 'might,' right? What if she's the one who poisoned him?"

Susan spread her hands. "There's a saying, 'Better to kill by mistake than to miss an enemy!' Uncle Olsen is lying on the bed right now, his life hanging by a thread, and you, his daughter, seem so unconcerned."

She turned to look at Peter. "This is what happens with daughters not raised by your side... they're not close..."

Keira frowned even more.

Peter took the vase from her hands. "Regardless, questioning Jenkins is fine, but if you smash her with this vase, wouldn't that kill her?"

Susan said, "Without threatening her like this, how could a trained person like her possibly tell the truth so easily?"

Peter said, "But still, you can't..."

Susan cut him off. "Mercy to an enemy is cruelty to oneself."

Peter was left speechless yet again.

Keira didn't bother with Susan but instead turned to the butler. "Jenkins, indeed, is a suspect, so find a room and lock her up. We'll talk after I investigate the scene."

The butler nodded; her request was quite reasonable. Susan wanted to say more, but Keira watched her warily. "The Olsen family is a respectable household. We do not allow private torture chambers, nor do we allow confessions under duress!"

Intimidated by her, Susan pursed her lips and said no more.

The butler hurriedly pulled Jenkins out the door, took her to an unoccupied guest room on the third floor, and then locked the door from the outside.

Jenkins's eyes were red. "Sir, it really wasn't me."

How could it be you? Plus, I've thoroughly investigated your background, and you don't have the slightest suspicion... Just wait here. Miss Olsen isn't the type to apply extrajudicial

Jenkins nodded. "Okay."

paced

...

away, Uncle Olsen's room

were all present, their

of the Olsen family was

viciously over inheritance, yet the bonds within the Olsen family seemed

doctor repeatedly assured them that Uncle Olsen would be alright until the seventh

study was overrun with too many members of the Olsen family. Even

persuaded everyone to leave, leaving only Ellis

asked, "Tell me, what

tone. "I didn't expect the South family to be so difficult to deal with. Their power is so great. Now, it

say that! This is your home, and we are your family... But tell me,

"It should be

"There's still time. Let's think it through. Uncle has always been very fond of your mother. If we can rescue her,

knew what he said was

she still

what about the

find a way to stop the arranged marriage between the Martin family and Vera. Even if they couldn't find one,

in marriage, they would become opposing factions, so adding a bit

put herself on the

Mr. Martin's daughter within two days? Could that calm

we really

he looked toward Lewis, "Where's

him the

we see from this? How can we find her? There's

took a deep breath, "I know someone

point, that was indeed their

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