"Please leave my son!"
Alia Linton wasted no unnecessary words and made no superfluous movents. As soon as Lily Turner settled on the sofa, she spoke directly.
Even though she used the polite term "please," her tone was anything but polite.
Because she anticipated that Alia Linton would say such things to her, Lily wasn’t surprised or taken aback, but she felt very uncomfortable inside.
"Auntie! Is this all you want to say to ?" Surely there’s more, Lily thought, suspecting that Alia had other things to say, but the aning was likely similar.
"Of course not!" Alia calmly admitted there was more to say. After a pause, she continued, "Before you leave my son, I would like you to do one more thing."
"You want to do sothing? What is it?"
Lily was utterly puzzled. She had a very strong premonition that whatever Alia wanted her to do wouldn’t be a good thing.
Alia glanced at the room’s doorway before replying, "I’ll tell you when Sister Gui returns."
After speaking, she again looked toward the door, a hint of impatience involuntarily creeping onto her face.
Tell her when Sister Gui returns?!
Is Sister Gui not at ho? Did she leave last night?
Lily guessed that Sister Gui had left last night to complain at Easton Hols’ parents’ house, which is why Alia said such things.
Since she drove Sister Gui away last night, today his mother was using this excuse to approach her again.
In this scenario, his mother not only wanted to drive her away but also sought revenge for Sister Gui.
"Why must I wait for Sister Gui to return? Can’t you tell now?" Lily stared unblinkingly at Alia, hoping to find an answer from her.
Sure enough, she noticed sothing fishy from Alia’s eyes. Alia’s eyes were evasive, and she didn’t dare to et Lily’s gaze.
There’s definitely sothing shady here! There has to be!
Should she call Easton Hols for help?
"Madam! The dicine is bought!"
Just as Lily was hesitating about calling Easton for help, Sister Gui entered, holding the dicine in one hand and a glass of water in the other.
dicine?!
What dicine? Are they trying to poison her?
A scene from a drama she once starred in suddenly flashed in Lily’s mind, where she was poisoned. However, she didn’t die; the male lead descended from the heavens and saved her at the crucial mont.
But at this mont, she wasn’t filming; this was a harsh reality, with no script, no director to yell "cut," and no male lead descending from the sky.
Alia took the dicine from Sister Gui, stood, and approached Lily on the sofa, looking down at her. "What I want you to do is take this dicine." After a pause, she continued, "Do you want to take it yourself, or do you want the two of us to feed it to you?"
At this point, Sister Gui was holding the glass of water and standing on the other side of Lily, cornering her with Alia.
This was not a negotiation. Look at the stance, look at the display—it was pure coercion.
Lily looked at Alia, then turned to Sister Gui, and finally shifted her gaze to the dicine in Alia’s hand. But despite looking for a long ti, she couldn’t make out the words on the dicine box. "Can you tell what this dicine is?"
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