It waste into the night. Justin sat near the window of his study and poured himself a ss of red


    wine.


    The wine ss was one he rummaged out of the pile of gifts from Be. It was a Baroque-style crystal


    ss. The crisp clink was a testament to its fine craftsmanship.


    Justin wondered if she wished their rtionship wouldst forever when she gifted him the ss.


    Furrowing his brows, Justin suddenly tasted bitterness in the wine.


    Following a knock on the door,n hurried in with a file.


    “I have found everything we need to know about Xena Gordon, Mr. Salvador. Don’t you worry! I even


    know where her grandparents’ graves are. I’m sure I didn’t miss anything.”n spoke confidently


    Be’s opinion of Justin changed for the worse aftern’s bbi son put a lot of work into the


    investigation to make things up Justin.


    “Scan the file and send it to Ms. Thompson.”


    Justin swirled the ss and watched the wine with interest under the light.


    Justin gaven a chilling look, to whichn smiled and replied, “Right. Of course, I’ll send it to the


    young madam.”


    “Just email it to her.”


    Justin paused and added, “Make it anonymous.”


    “Huh? Why?”n spoke faster than he could think.


    The man pursed his lips. “I worry that she might delete the email without reading it if she sees that it’s


    from the Salvador Corporation.”


    The phone on the coffee table vibrated.


    Justin picked it up to take a look. Ryan was requesting a video call.


    Confused, Justin took the call. “What do you want?”


    On the screen, Ryany on a white bed with a discolored face. Judging by the blue and white walls in


    the background, Justin inferred that Ryan must be at the hospital.


    “Justin… I’m about to die…”


    “My condolences.” Justin looked unfazed.


    “Justin… Your sister, Carrie… Does she have a knack for poison?”


    Ryan waved his arm, which was hooked to an IV drip. His body curled up in pain. “She gave me a


    blueberry mousse cake, and I ate it all. But I couldn’t stop throwing up and having diarrhea the minute I


    got home. I had to call an ambnce to get to the hospital. The doctor said I had severe food


    poisoning. I knew something was wrong when I ate it because it tasted sour. But man, it hurt so bad.”


    Ryan had food poisoning, but he sounded like he was giving birth.


    The stiffness in Justin’s lips was evidence that he was holding back


    ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .


    “She made me the cake. How could refuse? Ouch! Argh…” Ryan grimaced.


    Even the toughest man had a breaking point.