“Has the poison…been removed?”

“He wouldn’t be alive now if it hadn’t been removed.”

Vicky bowed her head and whispered, “I didn’t poison him. I don’t really know what…happened, but he didn’t believe me…”

No one would believe her, and up until this very moment, she had no idea what actually happened.

“I believe you,” Old Mister Hart said.

She gaped at him in disbelief. “Y—You do?”

Shaw. You’re smart, decisive, and composed. You’re made for greatness. You’ve come begging me for

a conflicted look, and for a man as sharp as Old Mister Hart, he instantly

that I called you here to break

“Yes.”

like how honest

taken Vicky by surprise as she thought that he would threaten her. To her bewilderment,

her head thoughtfully, Old Mister Hart took the opportunity to ask, “Ms. Shaw, did you really lose your

raced, and she looked

his lips, but his gaze

and that was when Magnus hurried over to whisper a few words into Old Mister

Mister Hart lifted an eyebrow but did not seem surprised. “He sure is fast,” he said. “Let him in. None of you can

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