Sierra’s eyes were glued to Halsey. She watched as Halsey opened her mouth and drank the chicken soup.

Halsey had drunk the poisoned soup!

A huge weight lifted off Sierra’s chest. She leaned against the wall, gasping for air, her eyes shining with triumph.

After all this struggle, she had finally defeated Halsey!

She glanced back at the hospital room. Halsey had finished the entire bowl of soup.

Forget a bowl–even a sip of the poisoned soup could be fatal. Sierra waited eagerly for the moment Halsey would succumb.

Zada took back the empty bowl. “Good job. You finished the soup. Now lie down and get some rest.”

Halsey nodded. “Okay.”

Suddenly, she clutched her stomach, her face going pale.

expression shifted to

so much… Why does it hurt like this… It really

through Zada. “You don’t look so good. I’ll call a doctor. Doctor! Someone get a

of doctors and nurses rushed in, surrounding Halsey. “Don’t move. We’ll

late. Halsey coughed up a mouthful of blood.


shouted, “Get the patient to

onto a stretcher and

ran after them,

a doctor blocked her way.

slammed shut with

she had to keep up appearances. She rushed forward, feigning worry. “Zada, what’s going on? I just saw Halsey being taken into surgery. What

up

think she’ll be fine. But we need to call Mr. Lane

as realization hit her. “Right… We have

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