Jennifer watched her quietly. "You could’ve questioned me, argued with me, even cut me off. But instead, you spent a ton of cash to slowly poison me."
It was like a one-way street.
If she hadn’t bumped into Melody last night, if Melody wasn’t a medical whizz, she shuddered to think about what might’ve happened.
"I heard this poison, even hospitals can’t detect it. I just live in agony until my organs fail and slowly die. How much hate and how much resentment must you have against me, just for a piece of land?"
Tears streamed down Wendy’s face as she shook her head. "No, it’s not just about the land."
Wendy lifted her skirt to reveal scarred legs. "You may not believe it, but for the last twenty years, while I’ve been all glamorous outside, I’ve been belittled by my in-laws and beaten by my husband. These scars are from his recent episode. In these twenty years, he’s cheated on me so many times that I’ve lost count. My husband and his parents have insulted me, saying I’m not even fit to tie your shoelaces. They’re supposed to be my family, but they hurt me with the most venomous words, and praise you. Every time you show up, you’re always so shiny and beautiful. Your husband is head over heels for you, and your in-laws treat you like a real daughter. And me, I’m just a complete loser."
Jennifer finally understood after hearing her out. "So, you’re jealous of me and want to ruin me?"
"You’re one cold-hearted bitch," one of the servants couldn’t help but say. "Jennifer has always been so good to you. When you were sick, she’d fly over to take care of you. She always gives you the most gifts for your family’s happy occasions, just to give you some dignity. And Jennifer has been helping you all these years. Without the McMillans, how could you possibly have your current status?"
Wendy lowered her head, crying silently.
Jennifer realized their friendship was at a dead end.
She glanced at her bodyguards.
They immediately went over and forcefully grabbed Wendy’s shoulders.
Wendy looked frightened. "What are you doing?"
They forced a drink down her throat.
"No," Wendy shook her head desperately but couldn’t resist the strength of two bodyguards and a servant.
She looked at Jennifer for help, but Jennifer just stood there, stone-faced, as if she had made up her mind.
Once they finished the drink, the bodyguards let go of Wendy.
Wendy fell to the ground and tried to vomit, but it was futile.
"Jennifer, help me," she rushed towards Jennifer, but the bodyguards blocked her.
"Give me the antidote, Jennifer," Wendy clutched her throat, trying to vomit. "My daughter-in-law is pregnant, I’m going to be a grandmother. Please give me a chance to live."
"Didn’t you know? There’s no antidote for C30," Jennifer’s gaze was icy cold.
"No, it can’t be. Are you still angry? You must have the antidote; otherwise, how are you standing here?" Wendy cried, begging her. "I know I was wrong, Jennifer. Please, for the sake of our twenty years of friendship, give me the antidote. I swear I won’t do anything bad again. I’ll stay away from you, okay?"
Jennifer didn’t respond.
"Jennifer, can you stand to see me suffer like this?" Wendy continued to plead pitifully. "Do you really want to hurt me? Once the poison starts to act, even if my husband’s family doesn’t care about me, my own family will definitely investigate the truth, not to mention my son and daughter-in-law. How can I tell them it was all you? They have a good impression of you."
"I don’t care," Jennifer replied indifferently. "What you’ve done will only bring shame to your family. If they find out it was you who hurt me first, I doubt they’d have the face to confront me."
"Jennifer, what do you want for the antidote?" Wendy asked through her tears. "I’ll do anything you ask."
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