She did it so carefully that anyone who wasn't paying close attention would have missed it.
Then she turned and walked back toward the living room, where we had met earlier.
I dragged the footage forward.
A few moments later, another staff member approached the vessel. She slid her hand into the vassel and picked up the little bottle without hesitation before carrying it back into the kitchen.
I closed my eyes briefly, frustration washing over me.
These were people I had trusted.
The young woman had only started working at the villa not long ago.Carefully after she made sure no one was watching, she poured its contents into the apple juice before asking another staff member to serve it.
Everything finally made sense.
Only Karen could have known about such a rare substance—or had easy access to it. Considering her father's chemical manufacturing company, obtaining it wouldn't have been difficult.
My expression darkened.
