[Mom, the old man said he wants to leave all his assets to , and he’s already made a will.]
[A will is useless if he’s not dead yet. We need him to die soon. I’ll send you a bottle of dicine in a couple of days. Add two milliliters to his dicinal soup every day.]
[But what if I get caught after killing him?]
[Don’t worry. The dicine won’t make him die suddenly; it’ll just cause his blood pressure to spike and make him dizzy. Only if he loses control or has a fall will he definitely die.]
[Okay, I’ll do as you say.]
...
[Mom, the dicine is working. The old man said he felt dizzy this morning.]
...
[Mom, the old man was nearly provoked to death by July Quinn just now. Imagine if he died right then; everyone would bla it on July...]
These were all chat records between Yvonne Donovan and her mother Jenna Sawyer, now projected clearly on the screen for all the guests to see.
"Damn, this could be on a cri show!"
"To think they want Old Master Donovan dead for a will? You never really know people, even after so much affection all these years."
"Can’t we just report them for attempted murder and fraud?"
"No need to thank , I’ve already called the police."
As the guests murmured, Yvonne rushed to Elder Donovan, trying to explain.
"Grandpa, don’t believe any of this. It’s not , I didn’t do it!"
As long as Elder Donovan believed her, no one else could do anything!
Besides, he cherished her so much, surely he wouldn’t believe this, right?
Yet Elder Donovan, hearing her explanation, wore a grave expression.
He recalled so things.
"My dizziness started right after you personally gave the dicinal soup."
His words made Yvonne step back unconsciously.
She opened her mouth to argue but couldn’t make a sound, whether it was because of Elder Donovan’s imposing aura or her own guilt.
"I always thought July Quinn was a calamity, bringing misfortune when returning to The Donovan Family. But to think, it’s what I raised with my own hands that poisoned !"
The most chilling part was when Jenna Sawyer proposed using poison, Yvonne never once refused...
"All these years, what exactly have I cherished?!"
Elder Donovan was furious, intending to personally deal with Yvonne.
But just then, he felt a sharp pain and dizziness in his head, then fell back...
"Dad, what’s wrong?"
"Quick, call an ambulance!"
"Is there still ti for an ambulance? Didn’t you see they said Elder Donovan would die if he lost control?"
The voices around him were abuzz with concern.
Elder Donovan heard it all clearly but couldn’t utter a sound.
He didn’t want to die!
He couldn’t bear to die without seeing that bastard go to jail!
No matter how hard he struggled or tried to open his eyes, he couldn’t.
His whole body felt paralyzed...
For the first ti, Elder Donovan felt despair, and for the first ti, death seed so near.
But just then, he heard a calm and cool voice.
"Move aside, he can still be saved!"
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