Leaning against the wall, she lowered her head, her eyes instantly turning red, murmuring to herself.
"You don't trust me anymore, you'll never trust me again. Now, no matter what I do, you start doubting, hehe, hahaha..."
She laughed out loud, tears streaming down the corners of her eyes. She wiped them away, lifted her gaze to him, her eyes filled with tears, bloodshot, and a heavy layer of hatred in them.
Lorraine Hanson curled his lips coldly, his dark eyes showing a hint of blood vessels shifting beneath, "If you want others to trust you, shouldn't you be honest with them first? ... Tell me, what did you put in the wine?"
He laughed at himself, knowing Grace Parker's medical skills were advanced, he should have guessed it was her, rather than wasting time having Randell investigate.
"Hmph." Grace Parker sneered twice, her smile dazzling, "Since you suspect it's me, you should also know what was put in, right? Do you still need to ask!?"
