“It’s Molly Bort, I have proof!” Christine White said, took out her own cell phone from her bag and turned on the audio recording while saying, “Before I went to Debby York, I turned on the recording function in order to set up a conversation, so listen to it.”
She hands her cell phone to Baird Lane.
Baird Lane gave her a look before taking the phone and listening intently with sunken eyes.
The recording is long, about half an hour or so, and captures the entire conversation Christine White had with Debby York.
Baird Lane heard it and squeezed his cell phone so hard it looked like he was going to crush it, “Molly Bort!”
He gritted his teeth and squeezed out those two words.
Christine White looked at him, “Baird, you must avenge Grandpa!”
Baird Lane handed the phone back to Christine White, “I know, but until then, Debby York’s whereabouts you need to tell me.”
“You … What do you want to do to her?” Christine White clasped her hands together nervously.
Although she had known that Baird Lane would not let go of Debby York, when she really heard Baird Lane mention Debby York, her heart was still disturbed.
After all, she was friends with Debby York, and she didn’t want Debby York to end up too badly.
“What to do to her?” Baird Lane’s eyes looked over grimly, “She dared to poison an eighty-something year old, I’ll let her experience what it’s like to be poisoned as well.”
“Baird, there’s no need, is there, just send her straight to jail.” Christine White bit her lower lip.
Baird Lane had cold air around him, “What, you want to plead for her? Christine White, I know you’re friends with her, but don’t forget, she doesn’t think of you as a friend, and if she did, she wouldn’t have poisoned Grandpa.”
“I know, but …”
“There’s no buts about it, if you do it, you have to be prepared to end up in that situation yourself, so you better not plead for her or I promise you, she’s going to be worse off.” Baird Lane said, taking out his own cell phone and dialing Gates’ number.
Gates’ voice rang out quickly, “President Lane, what can I do for you?”
“Investigate the travel records of the various gates immediately and find out the whereabouts of the couple with the last name Yu!” Baird Lane ordered.
Christine White became anxious at the sound of this and pulled at his arm. “Baird what are you going to do? The one who poisoned is Debby York, it has nothing to do with aunt and uncle, just go at Debby York, don’t …”
“Don’t worry, I’m not going to do anything to that couple, I’m just going to let them know what their daughter has done and show them what price their daughter will pay!”
With those words, Baird Lane shook off Christine White’s hand straight away and lifted his foot up the stairs.
Christine White was about to call him back when Aunt Lucy shook her head at her, “Ma’am, you’d better stop trying to persuade mister, you must know that mister has only one family left, so you can imagine how much mister hates the person who took a shot at mister.”
“I know, but …”
“No buts, ma’am, what sir did wasn’t excessive, and you have to be considerate of sir too, just think, if his lordship didn’t get medical attention in time, and now he’s dead, then how sad sir would be!” Aunt Lucy advised.
Christine White seriously, in her mind, thought about that scene for a moment, and the nagging feeling in her heart, all of a sudden, was dispelled.
Aunt Lucy was right, she shuddered to think how mad Baird Lane would be if the old man did pass away.
“I know, I won’t say anything more to persuade him.” Christine White looked upstairs and smiled bitterly.
Aunt Lucy stroked her head, “It’s good to have it all figured out, but damn this Molly Bort, how could she put her hands on His Lordship.”
“There are two reasons, the first one, she has always said that she couldn’t get along with Baird because of grandpa, so she wants him dead.” Christine White lowered her eyes, “As for the second, that’s when she tried to frame me and make it look like I poisoned Grandpa, but unfortunately, she was stupid and poisonous, and the poisoning scheme she came up with wasn’t exactly brilliant.”
“Indeed it is also true that the pig brain got a piggyback, and the second reason didn’t do anything at all except hurt his lordship. “Aunt Lucy nodded in agreement.
Christine White tugged at the corner of her mouth, “But she still grossed me out.”
“It’s okay, she’ll get what’s coming to her.” Aunt Lucy said as she clenched her fists.
Christine White looked up at the ceiling, “That should be later too, by the way Aunt Lucy, how’s Grandpa doing?”
She hadn’t been to see the old man since his accident.
Aunt Lucy’s face became a bit subtle when she heard Christine White’s question, “His Lordship he is not doing well …”
“How, wasn’t it resuscitated?” Christine White’s heart lifted.
Aunt Lucy sighed, “It was resuscitated, but that what’s-his-name nitrite stuff was ingested too much, and some of it still remains on the internal organs of the body, so now His Lordship is still in a critical condition and will have to undergo an organ cleansing surgery, but that surgery is painful, I’m worried about it … ”
She didn’t continue with the latter words.
Christine White, however, has gotten it.
Organ cleansing surgeries are not normally painful, and it’s not always easy for a young person to withstand that overLand, let alone an old man in poor health in his eighties.
With any luck, the old man will come off the operating table safely.
But with bad luck, the old man might die on the operating table.
“Grandpa …” Christine White’s little face paled.
Aunt Lucy patted her on the shoulder, “Well ma’am, don’t worry about it for a minute, think good thoughts first.”
“I know.” Christine White whispered back before taking a breath, “Aunt Lucy, I’m going upstairs first.”
“Go on.” Aunt Lucy nodded.
Christine White forced a smile at her before lifting her feet and heading upstairs.
When she got to her room, she didn’t even take a shower, so she just collapsed on the bed and fell asleep.
So much had happened to-day, so many ups and downs, that she was so exhausted both physically and mentally, that even when she fell asleep she had no peace, and for a while she dreamed that Debby York was in jail, yelling that she hated her.
One day she dreamed that the old man went into surgery and never came out, and the next day she dreamed that Baird Lane was going to divorce her because of the old man’s death …
These dream mirrors are one after the other, so real that they’re scary.
And how she couldn’t wake up when she knew they were dreams was torturing her to the point of tears.
It wasn’t until finally, after she felt a coldness on her cheeks that doused those horrible dreams, that she fell into a complete sleep.
The next day, Christine White stood at the bathroom sink brushing her teeth, and halfway through, she suddenly saw something.
She eeped, stopping her toothbrush in a hurry and bringing her face up to the mirror for a closer look, “How did that happen?”
Christine White murmured in some disbelief, then undeterred, brought the other half of her face up to the mirror again.
When she saw the end, she was finally sure that she was right, the redness on her face had really gone down.
Yesterday Baird Lane slapped her with such force that her face swelled up on the spot, and on the way to Debby York at the time, Bess Camp asked about what happened.
She didn’t tell the truth, though, and brushed it off with a random excuse, adding that she’d put ice on it when she got back.
But she forgot about it when she came back later, and what she didn’t realize was that the redness actually went away on its own.
Is that possible?
Of course it couldn’t be! Christine White vetoed it in her mind, how could a swelling like that go away on its own, unless someone had given her medicine.
Thinking back to the coldness she had felt on her face last night in a daze, Christine White had the answer in her mind.
She hurriedly brushed her teeth and went downstairs, wanting to call Baird Lane and tell him thank you.
Turns out he was actually still there when I went downstairs.
“You’re not out yet, are you?” Christine White walked over to Baird Lane.