Bonnie stumbled into the middle of the bedroom.

She froze in astonishment with teardrops in the corner of her eyes, as she looked at the man on the bed.

"Aren't you ... you dead?" Bonnie asked in confusion.

Sebastian threw a handful of pills into his mouth, an undercurrent surging beneath his dark eyes. "Who told you I was dead?"

"Eric," Bonnie answered.

When Eric followed in, he heard the answer and quickly denied, "No, I didn't. I'm just too upset."

"But you just said, ‘Mr. Grant has already…'" Bonnie repeated.

Eric nodded. "That's true. Actually, I want to say, ‘Mr. Grant has already been fine.'"

Bonnie was shocked and did not know what to say in this case.

It turned out that all the bad emotions were because she had thought too much.

atmosphere in the bedroom suddenly

at that moment, came in and dragged Eric out

was saying, he also gave Bonnie a box of ointment. "He had got paint on his hands, so toxic substances went along the skin into his body. Please help to apply the ointment to his

"What?"

in confusion, Bonnie

hands, right? How could she be asked to do so?"

on purpose, "You are my cousin's wife. Of course, you're the best one to do

downstairs cast eyes on

was in a dilemma—if she did not help Sebastian apply ointment to his hands, the servants would find out

reached Aliyah, no one would know what

could do nothing but said, "Yes, I'm the best one. I'll go and apply

are going home too," Rupert said with a

the two disappeared quickly at the gate of the

bedroom, ready to

Sebastian should be right because he was just poisoned by

when she saw his hands

as artwork

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