Chapter 321

Benjamin flicked the piece of pastry away. "You think I'll let you monitor Rosie just because of a piece of pastry?" The pastry landed near Shirley's feet. She sighed, picked it up without any resistance, and replied, "I came up with this because I couldn't find any other evidence." That day, they had made such a big fuss, assuming Rosie would slip up afterward. However, despite Benjamin ordering a thorough search of the basement, nothing was uncovered. Now, Rosie seemed even more fearless. Benjamin said, "Do you think that answer is convincing?" The pastry from that day was indeed tampered with. If Rosie were truly innocent, why would she have laced it with hallucinogens? But Benjamin showed no interest in investigating further. Shirley stared at the man in front of her, recalling the pain and fear she endured in the dungeon. She still couldn't get past it. Even now, with his scent lingering on her, he still showed no hint of compassion. After a moment of silence, Shirley couldn