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.

had openly declared needed to be driven out sooner or later. With that assurance, the woman felt free to act as she

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

and got into a waiting car, which promptly drove her to meet

Jamie began to feel light-headed almost immediately after drinking

might be cruel with his words and adept at psychological games, but poisoning her seemed beneath him. If he had

changed. But as she descended the stairs, the dizziness intensified. She clutched the handrail tightly, moving step by step with

sprawling villa was eerily silent. With no

her glee. "You've done well. The payment I promised will be transferred to your account in

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