“I only came to give her some water. But she accused me of framing her and said I should die with her.”
“Luckily my bodyguards were here—otherwise she might have attacked me.”
Walter glanced at me lying on the ground, expression cold.
“Didn’t I tell you? Don’t go soft on her. If she dies here, she deserves it.”
“Go now. I’ll come find you later.”
After sending Carmen away, Walter crouched in front of me, still icy.
“Don’t worry. I won’t let you die before Grandma wakes up. You’ll apologize to her yourself.”
His words chilled me—Grandma was still unconscious in the hospital. The poison would destroy her cells slowly, and in a few days she might never wake again.
With all my remaining strength, I pointed at the bag in the corner.
“T—the antidote… take it… save her…”
Walter smirked, dumped the bag’s contents, and spotted the small vial that rolled to his feet.
“So many poisons. Were you planning to silence me too when you got caught?”
He crushed the vial under his heel, snuffing out Grandma’s last hope.
Even if I flew back to my hometown, she wouldn’t survive until I returned.
“Jada, pray Grandma wakes up soon.”
He left, locking the door behind him.