After Herbert was promptly transferred to the best intensive care unit, Miles questioned the
housekeepers harshly, “Didn't I ask all of you to take care of Grandpa?”
“We did,” one of them replied with a pale face. “We get the ingredients fresh from the market every day.
W-We also have no idea how Old Mr. Zeigler got the food poisoning!”
“I don't think it has anything to do with the dishes,” Genevieve chimed in. “I had lunch with him just
now.”
I would've also been poisoned if there was something wrong with the food.
Glancing at Genevieve, Miles phoned the gatekeepers at the residence, asking them to ensure none of
the staff left home while instructing them to check the food Herbert had for lunch.
While the guards were carrying out Miles' order, things were also progressing at the hospital's side. The
doctor had just conducted a diagnostic test, and the results were out.
Having read the results, the doctor called Miles into his office alone.
When Miles found out Herbert had had severe food poisoning, his face darkened, and he made
another call home.
It was not until four in the afternoon that the whole ordeal finally died down.
Genevieve had been waiting in the corridor the whole time, and although the weather in Baykeep in
May was not particularly chilly, Genevieve still felt cold, as she was not sufficiently dressed. Since she
had been waiting outside the intensive care unit for a whole afternoon, her legs felt sore.
However, because Herbert's grandchildren were still at the hospital, Genevieve felt terrible leaving
them there, so she just stayed.
As for Yuvan, Genevieve finally managed to contact him, and the man hurried over immediately when
he found out that Herbert had been poisoned.
At four-thirty, a bodyguard went to the hospital to look for Miles with a lab report for a food test. “I sent
all the food to the lab. They found nitrite in his liquid medicine.”
A tiny amount of nitrite was enough to cause food poisoning, and three grams was all it took to kill
someone.
Upon learning that, Miles glared at the housekeepers.
“This has nothing to do with us, Mr. Miles!” they defended themselves anxiously. “This type of
traditional medicine is packed separately. We always put the medicine directly in a pot to cook it, and
it's always just the two of us in the kitchen when we prepare the medicine! Besides, we have served
the family for six to seven years. There's no way we'll do anything like this!”
“I did check the traditional medicine. As she said, there's nothing wrong with it,” the guard confirmed.
“But the bowl of the medicine he had used in the afternoon had nitrite in it.”
Suddenly recalling something, the housekeeper glanced at Genevieve uneasily as if she was
hesitating.
Noticing this, Miles ordered with a darkened expression, “You guys will be responsible for this if you
don't spill whatever you know, so keep silent if you want to end up in jail.”
“Other than Caryn and I, Ms. Rachford was the only person who touched the medicine,” the
housekeeper quickly answered.
Genevieve was surprised that she was pushed into suspicion, but she still replied calmly, “Yes, but
that's only because Old Mr. Zeigler refused to take the medicine since he had had it for a month—per
his words—so I told him I would go hiking with him if he took it. But I'm not dumb. There's no way I
would poison him for no reason—in front of many witnesses, at that. Besides, there's no grudge
between me and him.”
At four-thirty, a bodyguard went to the hospital to look for Miles with a lab report for a food test. “I sent
all the food to the lab. They found nitrite in his liquid medicine.”
Miles did not jump to conclusions after hearing both sides. Instead, he turned toward the bodyguard
and asked, “Did you check the surveillance camera's footage in the kitchen and living room?”
“Yes. I have a copy on my phone,” the man replied, opening a folder on his phone. “I slowed down the
footage and found nothing peculiar when the two housekeepers were preparing the medicine. As for
the part in the living room, I think you should just take a look yourself.”
Miles tapped on the footage recording and saw the housekeeper going to the living room with the
medicine. When Herbert refused to take it, Genevieve took the bowl over from her.
Genevieve was standing with her back to the surveillance camera then, and her hand was seen moving
after she received the bowl.
“The medicine was hot, so I swirled it with a spoon to cool it before he drank it,” Genevieve explained,
looking at the screen.
“Do you think we're stupid?” one of Herbert's granddaughters roared. “That's when you put the poison
in! You're a vicious woman! You messed up Grandpa's birthday last time, and he almost had a heart
attack because of you. I can't believe you poisoned him this time! Why would you even do that? Don't
you know how weak he is?”
The young woman was so carried away by her emotions that she glared at Genevieve with hatred in
her eyes. She even lunged forward, wanting to attack Genevieve, but those around her restrained her
in time.
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