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Chapter 72 The Pill She Used
The awkwardness was mirrored on Eugene’s side as he wondered what his grandfather was up to, and
why he would choose such a blatant approach when he was doing it more discreetly before that.
“Alright, that will be all for today, as you definitely are overestimating me. We will be taking our leave for
now.”
“Sure, go on! I will be taking a nap now.” Old Man Nolan seemed amused.
“Bring him to me!” Eugene gave his order to Connor as soon as they got out of his grandfather’s room.
While there were no visible injuries on Lily’s face when she was brought into the house, her face was
deathly pale as if having received a major shock.
Meanwhile, Eugene motioned for Olivia to take a seat as he took out a cigarette which he lit and began
puffing on it with a slightly lackadaisical manner. Using a casual tone for his interrogation, he asked,
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Fear seized Lily as she trembled while stuttering, “I-I added a single sleeping pill into his porridge as I
saw Master Merlin experiencing palpitations during his sleep. It wasn’t to hurt him, so please forgive
me, Young Master Eugene! I know I made a mistake, and I will never do it again!” Lily knelt before him
while making kowtows as she apologized.
“Are you sure you added sleeping pills and not vasopressors?” A frown formed on Olivia’s face as she
asked.
“No, I only gave him a sleeping pill.” Lily was still begging for forgiveness.
Putting on a steely expression, Eugene said, “Master Merlin had always been ill, so you should never
give him any medication without the doctor’s instructions! How could you not know such a simple
thing?”
“I know, which was why I only gave him one! My intention was to help him sleep better.”
“I suppose you’re not going to tell the truth.” Eugene maintained a casual and lackadaisical tone as he
flicked the ashes off his cigarette into the ashtray.
“I speak the truth, Young Master Eugene! You can do a test on the porridge, and you’ll know they are
sleeping pills!” Lily explained in a hurry.
“Is your sleeping pill the reason that Master Merlin slept till noon on the 7th?” Eugene asked with a
frown.
“No, that has nothing to do with me. I was worried that Master Merlin would have trouble sleeping while
I was on duty last night, so my intentions were pure.” Lily looked toward Eugene carefully.
However, the cold expression on his face remained as he ordered, “Get her out of my sight, then break
her legs!”
“Please forgive me, Young Master Eugene! I know I made a mistake, and I will never repeat it ever
again!” Lily’s cries echoed, but Connor did as told without allowing her the opportunity to beg for
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“Send the bowl of porridge my grandfather had for a test.” Eugene didn’t move from the sofa.
“Alright.” A curt response could be heard from Connor.
Meanwhile, a frown could be seen on Olivia’s face as she pondered, How could that be possible?
Master Merlin’s blood pressure reached 180 mmHg that day, and the numbers wouldn’t have soared if
it was a sleeping pill.
However, she didn’t have time to mull on it any longer when Eugene got up and offered to send her
home, to which she complied by taking her bag with her as she got onto the car after a curt response.
Their journey was spent in silence while Olivia was feeling troubled. What’s the meaning of this? Was it
because the results were out of his expectations, or was it because he has doubts over my diagnosis?
Olivia was never one to internalize things, so she asked after casting him a few glances, “Do you
suspect that I made an error during my diagnosis?”
Taken aback, Eugene thought, Why would she ask that?