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.

Jamie's place, the woman wouldn't dare to act so brazenly. But it was Jamie, someone Mrs. Lucas had openly declared needed to be driven out sooner or later. With that

soup in a few large sips, then handed the bowl back to

waiting car, which

in the villa, Jamie began to feel light-headed almost immediately after drinking the soup. But she

psychological games, but poisoning her seemed beneath him. If he had wanted to harm her like that,

step by step with increasing difficulty. By the time she

eerily silent. With no

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