Grace walked into the kitchen, opened the fridge, and casually picked out a few ingredients before getting to work.

But her mind kept drifting to Ed's situation. Distracted, she accidentally sliced her finger.

Though it was a small cut, it still bled quite a bit.

She forced herself to focus, finished cooking the rest, and then took out the bottle. With a discreet shake, she added two pills into the food.

What she didn't know was that the kitchen door was custom-made. From the inside, nothing outside could be seen-but from the outside, it was nearly transparent. Every move she made was perfectly visible.

Grace carried the dishes to the table and smiled at him.

"Mr. Henderson, come eat," she said.

Ethan closed the file in his hand slowly and maneuvered his wheelchair over.

Grace set the dishes for him and ladled a bowl of soup.

Ethan didn't take it. His eyes lingered on the soup, unmoving. After a few seconds, he lowered his gaze.

"I hurt my hand. Feed me," he requested.

Grace glanced at his hand. Wasn't he just holding a pen moments ago?

But she didn't dare voice her question. She scooped up some soup with a spoon and brought it to his lips.

Ethan looked up and gave her a quick glance.

Grace smiled awkwardly. "Drink up. I'm a good cook, you know?"

then lowered

"Tastes good."

let out a breath. "I'm glad you

was about to end the ongoing call in

time.

to Ethan once the call was over, but all

attack. She jumped up from her

I'd use some slow-acting poison? Heh, that drug kills instantly with just one

ended

already replaced the pills in the bottle. She would never have actually poisoned Ethan.

on a show because

Ethan's side. With no time to waste, she pried his mouth

vitamins! Why

ten full minutes before he finally woke up, barely

and said with reddened eyes, "Mr. Henderson, please don't scare me

hand to rub his forehead, muttering weakly,

teeth,

a flushed face, no

knowing what to say.

unnervingly calm. It was as

of his mouth and

who had been furious just a moment

passed out, so I gave you CPR," she

turned strangely unreadable as he scanned

Grace suddenly remembered-this

physical contact with women. She quickly raised her hand to swear. "I didn't mean to! I was

out.

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