"...No." She just didn't expect Robert Stephens to ask her to drug Edward Stephens.
Daisy Ginger's brows furrowed as she looked at him and couldn't help saying, "Isn't there another way? Drugging him, it's just too..."
"What are you afraid of?" The man's icy tone cut her off, "Or, are you afraid he'll hate you?"
Daisy's heart twisted slightly, and in an instant, it was as if something had scratched a wound.
Her pupils contracted a little, and her face visibly turned unpleasant.
Robert Stephens' eyes, as if they could see through people's hearts, gazed at her coldly and darkly.
"You want a divorce and to walk away scot-free, do you think the world works that way?" he mocked, "Don't you hate our family? Aren't you afraid he'll entangle with you? After tonight, he'll never bother you again, Daisy, you should be happy."
"..."
He slowly, lazily leaned back on the sofa, watching Daisy's silent expression, until she turned around quietly, opened the door, and left.
