Over the past couple of days, I had been periodically reviewing the events of that night. The juice was handed to me by a waiter. If the target wasn''t me, the chances of it being handed to me would be very low.


    However, among everyone at the banquet, I only recognized a few people, Yasmin, Joanne, and Ryan. None of them were possible culprits. Yasmin''s care for me was evident. Joanne was with her, so she definitely wouldn''t have drugged me. As for Ryan, it was even


    more impossible.


    That left only Christine, someone with who had a grudge against me.


    Moreover, I could sense Christine''s hostility to some extent. I just didn''t know what her motive was.


    Upon hearing the question, Christine''s expression froze, and then she looked at me with a confused face, "I drugged you? What kind of drug?"


    I smiled and countered, "You drugged me. Don''t you know what kind of drug it was?"


    Actually, I wasn''t sure if it was her. It was just a test.


    Christine was about to speak when Yasmin walked over and nced at her. "What are you doing? Why aren''t you inviting Charlotte in?"


    Christine turned back, smiling obediently at Yasmin. "I... I just couldn''t wait to have a few words with Ms. Wilson."


    Upon hearing this, my gaze fixed. It was her. She was the one who drugged me.


    Even though she had seemed wless up to this point, her reaction in front of Yasmin exposed her. With her reluctance to even let me in, if she weren''t the one who drugged me, she would have made the issue public. She would have seized the chance to let Yasmin know that I was framing and ndering her, aiming to make Yasmin unwilling to associate with me.


    But her first reaction was to cover it up.


    At that moment, I suppressed my suspicion and smiled at Yasmin. "Ms. Jackson, would you like to try on the dress first?"


    "Of course." Yasmin took my hand, very affably. "But first, you need to try the cookies I baked."


    "Cookies?" I was a bit surprised and joked, "Getting to eat cookies baked by Ms. Jackson is something worth bragging about on Twitter."N?velDrama.Org holds ? this.


    "Feel free to brag." Yasmin didn''t mind at all.


    The front yard of the vi wasrge, with a whole wall of roses, while the backyard had various fruit trees and some flowers waiting to be


    transnted. It was clear that


    Yasmin had put a lot of effovel.ne


    this.


    It was apparent that Yasmin had indeed settled in Jeswood for her daughter.


    As soon as I stepped into the house, I was greeted by the rich aroma of baked cookies. After trying a couple, I sincerely praised the., "They''re delicious, with just the right amount of sweetness. They taste much better than those bought outside."


    "Really?" Yasmin smiled. "I''ll pack some for you to take home so your family can enjoy them too."


    "No need..."


    "Why be so polite with me? I made plenty."


    "It''s not that..." I tried to exin. "I don''t have family, and it''s not..."


    After a slight pause, I reconsidered and said, "I do have family, but my grandmother is ill in a care home and still undergoing treatment, and my father... is practically absent." Yasmin''s eyes showed a hint of pity as she gently asked, "And your mother?"


    "My mother..." I smiled helplessly. "I don''t know where she is, or who she is."


    Meanwhile, in Jston, at the Innovation Group.


    An assistant knocked and entered, cing a file on Felix''s desk. "Mr. Lennox, here is the information you requested about the founders of the Charlotte Jewelry." "Okay."


    Felix nodded, opening the file and


    squinting as he read. "Charlotte? She


    looks quite nice, but she isn''t exactly


    a beauty queen, at most just a pretty face.. How did she manage to captivate Ryan sopletely?"