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

even dead?! And what was she

care. You will all take

still alive-can't this wait until he's saved? Moreover, many of us ate that same plate of meat-and

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

that they must have put some weird condiments in it. It definitely triggered some

evidence?" Jada strode out snapping, as Brenda's

was her fault, and she was not about to let Frank take the

can gather it any time But once I do, none of you are getting away! That's

"Don't bother. Let's take this to court and when

fault, and you think you're

her words. "Think before you speak, woman! You have no evidence, and

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