The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer by Dream Searcher

Chapter 178

The straw seemed to be soaked far more than the water level should have allowed. But why? I hadn’t touched my drink since the waitress had poured it.

Had someone tampered with my juice? Perhaps they had stirred it while I hadn’t been looking. But for what purpose?

A disturbing thought crossed my mind–one that was almost too difficult to believe.

Had Edith spiked my drink? Could she have done it in public?

It seemed hard to fathom she would be angry enough to do something like that.

But what would her motive be? Revenge? Was she trying to kill me?

Though, if she killed me, she wouldn’t be able to live with the consequences.

The next terrible thought that crossed my mind was that she might have spiked my drink with a date rape drug, intending to ruin my life in revenge. That seemed like the most plausible explanation.

I couldn’t know for certain whether my suspicions were true, but one thing was clear–I was not touching that juice, not even with a ten–foot pole.

“What’s wrong?

to figure out why you insisted on treating me to

away

“How dare you

just joking!” I laughed, cutting into my

these years,

all

bite and casually picked up my phone, pretending to work on an email. In reality, I was texting Edward.

dear sister insisted on treating me to dinner. She says she has proof of my infidelity… somehow.

my phone down and took another

the tomatoes from

rang, and she frowned, shooting me a suspicious glance. “Did

I replied,

up her phone and walked

left, I scanned the area.

and no one seemed to be paying attention to us–except for the surveillance camera aimed directly