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The woman had deliberately spoken in a vague and ambiguous way.

She had been sent by Summer, with Mrs. Lucas's covert assistance. Together, they had schemed to place a helper in the villa with a simple enough task with their combined influence.

But to Jamie, the words carried a different implication. This was Lucas's territory, which meant this woman had likely been instructed by Ben. If Jamie didn't drink the soup, she was certain Ben wouldn't let it slide.

A wave of bitterness washed over her. "Fine, just leave it over there. I'll drink it later when I'm thirsty."

"Miss Lewis, I need to personally see you finish the soup before I can leave. If you're not ready to drink it now, that's no problem. I'll just wait here." The woman placed the tray on the table, pulled a chair over, and sat directly in front of Jamie. Her stare was unrelenting, her attitude clear. She wasn't leaving until the job was done.

Mrs. Lucas had openly declared needed to be driven out sooner or later. With that assurance, the woman felt free to act as she pleased. "I'll wait as long as it takes, Miss

to argue. With a resigned sigh, she picked up the bowl and gulped down the soup in a few large sips, then handed the bowl back to the woman. "There, I've finished. You can leave now." "Of course. Rest

waiting car, which promptly drove

feel light-headed almost immediately after drinking the soup. But she

with his words and adept at psychological games, but poisoning her seemed beneath

moving step by step with increasing difficulty. By the time she made it back to her room, her legs gave out, and she collapsed

sprawling villa was eerily silent. With no

"You've done well. The payment I