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.

appeared that Rhea was the architect behind the extraction of the poisonous pollen, with its pollen collected and surreptitiously deposited into the drink. A calculated maneuver, anticipating her own urge for refreshment in place

or enmity towards her, rendering her utterly incapable of conjuring a

his brows knitted in concentration, exuding a chilliness that sent tremors

Mrs. Thomas’ system have

Upon receiving this proclamation, Marcus at last

not to prolong his presence, descending the

demeanor bore

I

Millie’s hair, each motion infused with the gentlest of

mirrored in her collapse,

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