"Are you saying a mother would harm her own kid? Balfour, have you lost your marbles? I also had a glass of that pomegranate juice. If it was poisoned, how come I'm still standing?
If there was indeed something off about the juice, it could simply be a case of bad food pairing, which is an accident. There's no way my mom intended this!"
Patricia argued logically, using the fact that she had also drunk the juice as her defense. This left Balfour with no room for arguments, thus reducing his suspicion towards Xenia, so he kept his mouth shut.
Ellinor chuckled, "Ms. Howard, did you conveniently forget? Right after you finished your glass, you bolted to the restroom and threw it all up."
Patricia's eyes flickered, and her brows furrowed. She swallowed her anger and resentment, looking at Ellinor and appearing wronged.
"Ellinor, do you just love stirring the pot? When did I throw up the juice? Got any proof? I simply went to the restroom! Why are you so hell-bent on blaming my mom?"
Ellinor calmly looked at Patricia, feeling like applauding her for handling this unexpected situation so effectively.
At that moment, the silent McNeil Howard cleared his throat and said, "Enough! No more bickering outside the emergency room. The truth will be out once the test results are in."
His words carried weight. As soon as McNeil Howard spoke, everyone simmered down.
Patricia and Xenia exchanged glances, both contemplating their next move.
Ellinor was in no rush to find the real culprit. If one didn't want others to know what they had done, they shouldn't have ever done it in the first place. The mother-daughter duo won't be able to weasel out of this!
Out of concern for pregnant Ellinor, Theo led her to a nearby waiting chair.
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