It suddenly felt like Naomi was cold hearted enough to do anything then. Francis was the one who forced her to the point of no return. She and her daughter would really not have any share of the company if she didn’t do something about it.

She went upstairs and took a bottle of pills from the corner of a cabinet. She then poured the content into a bottle of antihypertensive pills that Francis now had to take one pill daily.

The newly added pills would not immediately cause death. What it would do was trigger Francis’ ailment by increasing his blood pressure and causing him to have heart problems. It could easily lead to a heart-attack-induced accident.

This would be a murder without a weapon. Francis only had himself to blame for this.

After she had poured the pills into the container, she sent Alex a message, ‘I have switched out the pills. We will let him take it consistently for a few days, and

you can find a chance to take him somewhere far before we execute our plan.

Alex’s reply came soon after. ‘Got it. Thank you, Naomi.’

Francis took a pill before he slept that night, and Naomi coldly watched him do it.

Erica was staying over at Alex’s place for the night. Her mother had reminded her to not tell Alex regarding her birth, which was why she had to keep it to herself despite how there were no secrets between her and Alex.

can’t start panicking when the time comes,” he reminded

Francis like a stranger that had no ties to

replied in a cold voice, “Don’t worry. You and Mom can go ahead as planned.

way. don’t care if my dad lives or

that, Alex began to muse about how Naomi had managed to raise her daughter

had on a white high-collared sweater, but despite how warm it looked, it did nothing to suppress the chill emitting from

Arthur’s angry eyes glared

it is difficult for us to know what she really looks like because of how well the heavy makeup she had on covered her features. That is why we still

eyes upon hearing that. He remembered how much of a nightmare the woman was

of makeup

him with her

tastes.

couldn’t find her. The heirloom was something that his mother had personally given to him so that he could hand it to

it had been stolen by

all the second-hand jewelry stores as we look and wait for the woman.

by the woman. As someone who had mysophobia, he was disgusted by the thought of

person even if his item

could always throw it away and buy a new one if it was something of little importance. This, however, was a family heirloom that had been passed down for more than two centuries. There was only one of it in the world. It was meant to continue being passed down for

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