Vivian Sinclair!
It’s this na again!
It’s her again!
Lately, she has been appearing in Julian Thorne’s life one after another, catching him off guard multiple tis!
Shock! Surprise! And... many bizarre coincidences.
Julian Thorne spent almost a minute processing this information.
"Is there any chance the list is wrong?"
Special Assistant Linden: "Absolutely not!"
"This group of hackers signed a life-and-death contract. They are willing to bet the entire team’s reputation and take full responsibility for this list!"
Julian Thorne took a cigarette out of the drawer and ignited it with a ’snap’.
Special Assistant Linden was secretly surprised.
How long has it been since Master Julian smoked?
Because of the eldest daughter, Master Julian used to occasionally have a few, but ever since the eldest daughter would get excited at the sight of fire, Master Julian quit smoking.
At least from what Special Assistant Linden saw, Master Julian hadn’t touched them for almost a year.
It seems... today’s truth is giving Master Julian a headache.
After taking a couple of puffs, Julian Thorne continued to ask: "Why would she undergo a test tube procedure?"
"Not good enough for the Grant surna?"
Special Assistant Linden nearly choked on his own saliva.
He coughed a few tis sharply and then noticed Master Julian staring at him.
With his heart trembling slightly, Special Assistant Linden hurriedly replied: "If you want to know, I can ask the hackers to pull up the information?"
Julian Thorne: "...Never mind."
Perhaps, it was just another coincidence.
Though he almost suspected everything was a deliberate coincidence and maybe even a conspiracy against him.
But when he thought of Vivian Sinclair’s clear eyes, Julian Thorne easily dismissed the idea.
She is W.
A woman who can create W’s artwork wouldn’t sche like this.
Julian Thorne took a deep drag and then extinguished the cigarette.
"Screen thoroughly."
Two words, yet it let Special Assistant Linden see the slight tremor in Master Julian’s fingertips as he stubbed out the cigarette.
Special Assistant Linden: ?
Encountering matters related to Miss Sinclair, it seems like Master Julian is losing his composure a bit.
This, isn’t considered a good sign.
If Miss Sinclair were simply W, Special Assistant Linden would happily accept it.
But she isn’t just W.
She’s also the Young Madam of the equally illustrious Grant Family in Ardis.
This identity will bring endless trouble for Master Julian... Right now, Special Assistant Linden just hopes that Miss Sinclair has nothing further to do with the mix-up with the test tube!
Otherwise, this whole situation would be completely troubleso!
...
The Grant Family’s old residence.
The entire hall was so quiet that a pin drop could be heard.
Ever since Vivian Sinclair uttered that sentence, the expressions on the faces of several people in the Grant Family instantly varied.
Gia Grant believed Vivian Sinclair was sick.
Austin Grant and Lillian Rivers were shocked and angry.
Only Theodore Grant showed confusion: "dicine? What dicine?"
"If you only want everyone to drink a bowl of calming and nourishing herbal soup and imdiately attend the press conference, there’s certainly no issue."
"Just why do you have to let everyone drink a bowl of dicine at this ti?"
Theodore Grant instinctively felt this matter wasn’t so simple.
Upon observing the expressions of Austin Grant and Lillian Rivers again, he quickly deduced that this matter probably involves both of them.
Before Vivian Sinclair could answer, Lillian Rivers was the first to stand up in opposition: "No way!"
"Do you know what ti it is now? Bringing up dicine at a ti like this?"
"Vivian Sinclair, as the daughter-in-law of the Grant Family, attending the press conference to alleviate the family’s problems is your responsibility. You’re being unreasonable now, trying to use this incident to intentionally make things difficult for us all, aren’t you?"
"Don’t think that just because we treat you well, you can show off your importance in this family, showing how important you are. Let tell you, that’s absolutely impossible!"
Austin Grant also tightly gripped Vivian Sinclair’s shoulder and said while holding back his emotions: "Vivian, don’t add more chaos at this point, okay?"
"We’ll talk about the dicine later."
Gia Grant scoffed: "Vivian Sinclair, you haven’t had enough fun with your tricks once, and want to do it again, making everyone lose face because of your tactics, is that it?"
"Father and Mother, I told you long ago it was always Vivian Sinclair causing troubles, but you didn’t believe it!"
"See, now she’s not even hiding anymore, showing her true colors completely, she’s a venomous woman!"
"Even at a ti like this, she wants to force us into submission, harming our entire Grant Family. Father, don’t believe her anymore!"
Regarding Lillian Rivers’ outburst, Austin Grant’s concealnt, and Gia Grant’s slander, Vivian Sinclair had no intention of explaining or responding.
She just played the pre-set ssage on her phone again: "That night, what did Mom and Austin do, have you truly forgotten?"
"If you’re all deciding to ignore my pain and grievances, wanting to brush past like nothing happened, then today we won’t discuss any other matters."
Saying this, Vivian Sinclair turned her wheelchair around, intending to leave.
Theodore Grant imdiately called out to her: "Stop!"
He swiftly stepped forward, blocking Vivian Sinclair’s exit.
Then he looked up again at Austin Grant and Lillian Rivers and saw their faces turning uglier by the mont, Theodore Grant finally understood.
He nodded: "Fine, drink."
"Let’s all drink."
At these words, Austin Grant’s face instantly paled uncontrollably.
Lillian Rivers’ legs went weak, barely able to stand.
That vile Vivian Sinclair!
Lillian glared viciously at Vivian, thinking: There was such a huge storm that night, and she took the dicine, but even in that situation, she didn’t die!
Not only did she not die, she returned!
Why is her life just so stubbornly tenacious?
If she were really dead, The Grants would only be in chaos for a while!
It wouldn’t be like now, where I am cornered, with no way out.
If the truth behind that dicine is revealed, my husband will definitely not let go.
But if I don’t speak... doesn’t that an Gia has to drink this dicine too?
I’m already old, so it doesn’t matter.
My son and husband are n, this dicine has no effect on them whatsoever.
But Gia, Gia isn’t even married yet!
Did Vivian Sinclair know what that dicine really was from the beginning?
Did she do this on purpose?
Lillian was overwheld by extre anxiety, unable to calm down.
She could only keep reassuring herself, what if the dicine is really just ordinary soothing, health-tonifying ds?
The dark, murky potion was quickly brought in.
Everyone received a bowl.
Gia Grant pinched her nose, her face full of disgust: "What’s this stuff? It’s so slly!"
"Dad, I don’t want to drink! What if it’s harmful to again?"
Theodore Grant: "Today, you better drink it. If not, no card access for six months, you choose!"
With that, Theodore picked up a bowl and drank it down in one gulp.
Austin watched with horrified eyes as his father, reaching several tis to try to stop him.
But Theodore’s actions were so swift that Austin hadn’t even opened his mouth before he finished drinking.
Austin: ...
He stared at his father, unable to express the truth.
Next up were Lillian Rivers, Gia Grant, and Austin.
After so hesitation, Austin t Vivian Sinclair’s gaze, realizing he owed her, so he decisively picked up his bowl and drank it all.
Lillian clung to a sliver of hope, believing Vivian was rely resentful of their rough treatnt that night, forcibly giving her dicine, maybe she didn’t know her miscarriage was due to that bowl of dicine...
However, when she courageously picked up the dicine bowl and sniffed it, her face changed instantly.
The dicine had a strong, peculiar sll.
She would never forget it, nor mistake it!
This was the sa bowl of abortion dicine she had forced on Vivian that night!
This dicine, once drunk by a pregnant woman, would result in miscarriage within an hour!
While a regular woman drinking it would suffer ongoing stomach pain, no dicine could alleviate the pain, until she herself endured the effects.
Moreover, because the dicine was so potent, one absolutely could not take too much.
If any woman drank this dicine more than three tis, it could possibly render her infertile for life...
Could it be Vivian really knew everything?
But how was that possible?
The person who got the dicine would never leak this secret, and how did she co to know?
Lillian was startled and unsure, raising her gaze to Vivian with a trace of fear.
If she knew everything, how could she remain so calm and composed?
Did she co back for revenge against ?
Lillian hesitated several tis, but upon eting Theodore’s gaze, she forced herself to hold back her emotions, not exposing too much.
If just drinking one bowl by myself, then only stomach pain for a while would suffice, enduring it might pass, but Gia...
At this mont, Gia, too, after a fierce emotional struggle picked up the dicine bowl.
"If I’ll drink, I’ll drink. It’s just a bowl of dicine, what’s the big deal..."
Just as Gia was about to drink, Lillian could no longer sit idly by, rushing forward to knock the bowl from her daughter’s hand.
"No way! Gia can’t drink this dicine."
"Vivian Sinclair, Gia hasn’t even gotten married and had children, if she has to drink, let take her place!"
With that, Lillian picked up her own bowl and drank it down.
Then she put the bowl down heavily, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand: "Is this enough now?"
Lillian’s overly agitated state left Gia questioning: "Mom, what’s wrong with you?"
"If you could drink it, why can’t I?"
Vivian Sinclair: "Because, it’s a bowl of abortion dicine."
Vivian’s words dropped, causing Gia to scream.
"What? Abortion dicine?"
"Wait!"
"Vivian Sinclair, weren’t you supposed to have a damaged voice? How co you’re speaking?"
Vivian didn’t answer her, instead continuing to speak each word of truth with her extrely hoarse voice.
"Because this is a bowl of abortion dicine."
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