"Miss." Catherine smiled. "Let me handle it, alright?"

She released Persephone's hand, gesturing for her to step aside, and began taking out the medicine packets from the cabinet.

Persephone stood by to watch silently, her heart beating faster and faster.

She felt like Catherine was counting something.

After a while, Catherine murmured to herself, "Why are these medicine packets... missing some?"

"What?" Persephone was stunned. "What's missing?"

"The quantity is short," Catherine said. She placed her hands on her hips and exhaled.

"Miss, look, I remember clearly. There were 25 packs yesterday, but there are only 17 today. How could Mr. Rutherford possibly consume eight doses in a day?

"Moreover..." Catherine paused, lowering her voice. "Except for the first time I brought back and prepared a pack, Mr. Rutherford hasn't had any since then."

you know? Don't you

flowers in his windowsill pot had withered, and the soil

Persephone froze in place.

the herbal scent. She had assumed it was because he took the medicine daily,

from the

must have known the medicine was problematic. That was

missing packets go? Persephone's

her and continued her work. She washed and sorted the vegetables, prepared meals for the day, and took

seemed routine, yet subtly

frozen like a

her, "Miss, do you really

bated. "What do

still care for you." Catherine's tone was nonchalant. "Others may be around you but harbor ulterior

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