<b>Chapter </b>367
“Peanuts? Farley had checked the menu in advance. No way.” Ramona was sure of it.
After all, Lilliana was allergic to peanuts, and the Myers family would have taken note of that.
Gregory poured a cup of coffee for Ramona. “Don’t worry. I checked with the chef who prepared the dinner, and they did use peanut butter.”
“Then Jane…” Ramona still remembered my allergy to peanuts, “Did you break out in rashes yesterday because you ate peanuts?<b>”</b>
“Yeah, I wasn’t paying attention when I ate.” I nodded.
Then Gregory reminded, “Ramona, it’s not just Jane who’s allergic to peanuts.”
“You mean…” Ramona caught on, her expression turning grave. “Indeed, Lilliana didn’t show any <b>allergic </b>reactions, but is it possible she didn’t eat those two pastries?”
“She did.” Gregory was very sure in his response.
Ramona was puzzled. “How do you know?”
Gregory hesitated for a sec, looking kinda sheepish. “I hacked into the Myers family’s surveince system and watched the entire reception from yesterday.”
What?
Ramona choked a bit, not dwelling on it, but her expression darkened. “You mean…”
“Let’s not discuss whether Jane is Lily or not,” Gregory didn’t <b>put </b>me on the spot, just said coldly, “But the Lilliana we have now seems like someone deliberately sent her to us.”
“Grandma…” As soon as Gregory finished speaking, Lilliana walked in from the yard, her face as pale and doll–like as ever, without a hint of color.RêAdt??St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only
Beside her stood Susan
Seeing us as well, Susan wasn’t surprised, directly using. Jane, you just stood by during Lilliana’s emergency yesterday. How dare you show your face at our house?”
As she spoke, she moved to kick me out.
“Stop!” Ramona shouted in anger, “She’s in my house. I’m not in my grave yet, and you’re making decisions. for me?”
“Ramona, you saw how she was yesterday, not a bit ofpassion. We’re better off with less contact with <b>such </b>people.”
“When it was time to draw Dorothy’s blood, I didn’t see you showingpassion, either. Lilliana is your daughter, after all.” Ramona’s tone was neither light nor heavy.
Surprisingly, Susan wasn’t mad. She tried to contain her temper and defended herself, “It’s hard since I love them both…
“Enough, what’s the matter?” Ramona didn’t want to hear anymore, cutting straight to the point.
Susan pushed Lilliana forward, rolling her sleeve. “Ramona, I wanted to ask if there was anything with peanuts atst night’s dinner. Lilliana suddenly had an allergic reaction.”
“Lilliana had an allergic reaction, too?” Ramona paused.
Susan pretended to be puzzled. “Besides Lilliana, who else is allergic to peanuts?”
“Susan, didn’t you see how Jane reactedst night?” Gregory asked calmly.
Susan coughed lightly. “She’s no kin or rtion of mine. Why would I bother about her?”
“Lilliana,e here.” Ramona beckoned Lilliana over. “You were finest night. Howe you’re having an allergic reaction now?”
“I just had the doctore over. Susan was <b>logical</b>, ‘The doctor mentioned it might just be individual differences. Some folks react fast to allergies, while others react more slowly.”
“Is that so? Lily started reacting within minutes of eating them when she was little. Gregory suddenly spoke up, and the depth of investigation in his eyes was profound.