Chapter 427

“This is just perfect.” Samuel’s smirk deepened as he glanced at Eleanor, then shifted his gaze to Robert. His voice dripped with malice. “Do you know why Eleanor broke in here twice?” The darkly handsome man’s eyes gleamed with a sinister light. “It was for me. This key,” he held up the small object, “I asked her to get it.” Eleanor’s expression remained stoic, but her silence betrayed her guilt. Samuel wasn’t wrong. Her intrusion into Jared Group had indeed been for him, though it wasn’t something she wanted to admit. Her mind raced for a way to refute him, but before she could gather her thoughts, a sudden wave of dizziness washed over her. The world spun violently. Eleanor’s throat tightened as the vitality drained from her body. Her hands trembled slightly as she lowered her head to hide her pallor. The sharp, bone-deep chill clawed at her veins, spreading pain through every fiber of her being. Not now, she thought, struggling to maintain her composure. The poison—Three Cold Water