"Young master, take a look at this footage," Alexo said, handing a tablet to Alesio Xander. "This is the CCTV footage we just installed throughout the mansion. There are some very suspicious things we've caught on camera."
Alesio's brow furrowed as the screen lit up. He clearly saw what was happening in his luxurious mansion that afternoon. A middle-aged woman, Miss Nella, who had been entrusted with Putra's care, was preparing a bottle of milk. However, her movements were strange. She took something out of her pocket and calmly poured it into the freshly prepared milk.
Alesio was silent for a moment, his chest heaving with anger.
"She's so calm… as if she's used to it. Damn it!" he muttered in a low, yet insistent voice. "How many times has she done this? How long has my son been given drugs without my knowledge?"
Aleso swallowed, hesitant to speak, but finally found the courage.
