Sophie threw away the long-handled spoon, a cold, stunning smile bloomed on her lips. "Enjoy this feeling. You will become familiar with it in the coming days."
Leaving those words, Sophie turned and walked out, telling the nurse, "No one is allowed to go in and see her."
"But maniac, this might kill her…"
"Then wait two hours before you save her. Just don't let her die."
She was keeping Minimus Hart's life, intending to toy with her slowly.
Letting her die now would be letting her off too easily!
Sophie left the medical office. She couldn't bring herself to look at Old Mr. Standford anymore. The more she looked at him, the more guilty she felt.
Especially now, when she had no way of making Minimus Hart hand over the antidote.
A wave of helplessness and powerlessness surged over her, threatening to drown her.
She returned to the bedroom and fell straight to sleep.
A short while later, the bedroom door opened. Deliberately softened footsteps approached the bedside.
