Chapter 375
It was the Myers family’s hospital, and the doctor made a beeline for Richard. “Mr. Myers, your mother didn’t suffer a relapse of her old illness. She’s been poisoned.”
“Poisoned?” Richard’s face went pale.
Mine and Gregory’s expressions darkened as well.
Ramona had hardly left the Myers Mansion these past few days, waiting anxiously for news.
And within the confines of the Myers estate, she had been poisoned.
Gregory asked, “What kind of poison? How is Ramona doing now?”
“The tests are still ongoing. We can only confirm the presence of toxins that rapidly deteriorate neurological functions and damage the liver and kidneys,” the doctor replied. “Moreover, the senior experts in the lab mentioned that if she had the antidote within half an hour, there shouldn’t be any serious issues. But Ramona has exceeded this timeframe. You brought her in on time to save her life, but she is still unconscious. It’s hard to tell when she’ll wake up.”
I clenched my fists tightly.
What a malicious scheme it was.
My gaze shifted toward Dorothy, but before I could speak, she preempted me, eyes blazing with anger. “Jane, did you do this? Grandma has always been so kind to you. How could you be so heartless…”
Snap! I slapped Dorothy across the face. “You know better than anyone who stands to gain from Ramona’s poisoning!”
It had to be Dorothy! She must have known about my true identity all along. The poisoning was a calculated move, awaiting an outcome.
If Gregory didn’t have a backup plan and the report from the Ford family’s hospital had fooled Ramona, she would have secretly administered the antidote without raising suspicion. But things didn’t go as planned. The poison took effect.
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“How dare you hit me? You think you’re the real Ms. Myers now?” Dorothy clutched her face, teeth clenched, ready to lunge at me, but I grabbed her arm and flung her away!
I sneered, “Is it me who sees herself as Ms. Myers, or is it you?”
“Jane!” Seeing the red mark on Dorothy’s face, Susan snapped at me, “Are you out of your mind? If Greg wasn’t around, you’d be in deep trouble!”
At that moment, I doubted the authenticity of the paternity test report more
than ever.
Was this woman my birth mother? Life sure is full of mysteries.
Gregory stepped before me, his posture relaxed but his voice tinged with a cold edge, “The Myers family is truly rotten to the core.”
He then glanced at me, “Let’s go. We should check on Ramona.”
“Okay.” I had no desire to linger any longer.
At Gregory’s word, they didn’t stop me from entering the hospital room. Just as the doctor had said, Ramona was still unconscious.
After a while, Gregory suggested we leave to grab some food.
Once we were in the elevator, I finally asked, “Are we just leaving? What if something happens to Grandma?”
“It won’t.” Gregory seemed to understand, explaining, “Officially, Richard might seem to be in charge of the family’s business, but the real owner has always been Ramona. She’s passionate about philanthropy and often talks about donating most of her wealth. Plus, there’s a will with the contents unknown to anyone. So, at least, until the contents are clear, no one would dare let anything happen to her.”
In other words, a single misstep could wash away most of their fortune.
I pursed my lips, gathering the courage to ask him, “I am Lilliana, right?”