Chapter 389

• Amelia tossed the item toward her. “You’re responsible for my mother’s daily needs. The the Cromwell family trusted you, allowing you to handle everything. You claim you didn’t know the effects of this sachet, yet you even stuffed medicinal residue into my mother’s pillow. Clearly, you knew exactly what you were doing.”
• The evidence came swiftly and decisively, slapping Aunt Ashford across the face like an invisible hand.
• The moment Amelia yanked off her sachet, Aunt Ashford had already panicked.