Millie’s pallid countenance underwent a transient suspension. She had never introduced such a component into her drink.

Bruce, his hands nestled in his pockets, radiated an air of icy restraint, his gaze piercing and cool.

“A cursory exploration around the villa’s periphery has affirmed the existence of a tripterygium wilfordii near the pool’s fringe. It would be prudent to eschew cultivating such a noxious presence.”

The accessibility of such a venomous botanical specimen could feasibly be manipulated by malicious hands.

Adjacent to the pool…

Millie retraced the footsteps and engagements of every individual prior to the incident. It resurfaced in her recollection that Rhea had ventured towards the poolside, lingering there momentarily.

collected and surreptitiously deposited into the drink. A calculated maneuver, anticipating her own urge for refreshment in place of

not a single soul among the group harbored grievances or enmity towards her, rendering her utterly incapable of conjuring a visage of the malevolent architect behind

knitted in concentration, exuding a chilliness that sent tremors cascading down observers’

“Mr. Thomas, there’s no need for concern. The toxins in Mrs. Thomas’ system have been purged completely, and a night of repose will

proclamation, Marcus at

not to prolong his presence, descending

door, Marcus approached Millie, securing a seat by her side. Her fragile demeanor bore down upon him, and within

apologize. I failed in safeguarding

Millie’s hair, each motion infused with the

Millie faltered, her affliction mirrored in her collapse,

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