"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."

do you know? Don't you prepare medicine for

his room, the flowers in his windowsill pot had withered, and the soil had a strong herbal scent. Miss, tell me, did he take the medicine

Persephone froze in place.

had assumed it was because he

was actually from the

known the medicine was problematic.

medicine have gone wrong? And where did those missing packets go? Persephone's legs felt weak, and she had to lean on the table

and sorted the vegetables, prepared meals for the day, and took out a special pot for

routine,

frozen like

asked her, "Miss, do you really trust those

"What do

not be physically around you, but they still care for you." Catherine's tone was nonchalant. "Others may

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