And with that, Frank ignored the pair and returned to his room.

The next day, he was woken up by a loud hollering outside.

He stepped out to see a large crowd gathered outside the cottage, led by a pudgy woman in her forties who was yelling murderer and with various banners that bore the same accusations.

Frank smiled in wry amusement. "What is it now?"

Soon, Brenda, the pudgy woman, saw Frank leave the cottage and promptly snapped, "You! Those two women with you were your friends, weren't they?! My father ate their cooking and had a heart attack! You must answer this!"

Frank was even more puzzled. "The ambulance arrived in minutes. How could he be dead? Stop spreading lies!"

Brenda snorted. "He's in the ICU! It's just a matter of time."

left Frank and everyone else

all that hollering, the old man was not even dead?! And what was she doing here instead of

nonetheless. "I don't care. You will all take responsibility for this,

strode up, having had enough. "Can you stop already? The old man is still alive-can't this wait until he's saved? Moreover, many

agreed, only for Brenda to shriek, "Quit trying to distort the facts! You're all either young or

terrible that they must have put some weird condiments in it. It definitely triggered some sort of condition and caused that

without evidence?" Jada strode out snapping, as

it was her fault, and she was not about to let Frank

it any time But once I do, none of you are getting

then. "Don't bother. Let's take this to court and when it's proven that you're lying, we're going to make

furious. "You people are at fault,

You have no evidence, and you're accusing

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