When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1813 It Was Not Me

Yuliana ate the scrambled eggs quickly, finishing the entire plate in no time. "See? It tastes just fine. There's no need for you to be jealous. You should spend your time taking care of Aunt Queenie instead," she said, setting the empty plate down.

Watching her, Cecilia was at a loss. She hadn't expected things to play out this way. Yuliana reached for a clean plate and was about to serve more eggs to Queenie, but before she could, Cecilia stopped her.

"Don't scoop another portion."

Yuliana frowned, clearly irritated. "What now? Just because you're my aunt's biological daughter, you think you can order me around?"

Ignoring her, Cecilia pointed at the porridge pot. "There's a drug in this."

Yuliana froze, momentarily speechless. "What do you mean? What drug?" she asked.

"A slow-acting poison," Cecilia said calmly.

Yuliana's eyes widened, shock written all over her face. "That's ridiculous! Are you accusing me of trying to hurt Aunt Queenie? Of all the people in the world, I would never harm her!" she exclaimed.

She had spent her entire childhood with Queenie and their grandparents. Other than them, she had no one else. How could she ever think of hurting Queenie?

But Cecilia wasn't backing down. She pulled out a folded report and held it up. "See for yourself," she said, handing it to Yuliana. "This is the hospital test result from yesterday's scrambled eggs."noveldrama

Yuliana snatched the report from her hands and flipped it open. The moment she read it, she felt as if the ground beneath her had crumbled. "This can't be right..." she mumbled, trembling. "This must be fake!"

Cecilia's expression remained unreadable. "Do you really think I'd go through the trouble of faking a test report? What would I gain from framing you?"

"You're just a distant cousin. You don't pose any kind of threat to me," she added, her tone deliberate.

Yuliana lowered her head, her fists clenching at her sides.

It doesn't make sense. I would never poison Aunt Queenie. So... does that mean Cassandra did it? But why? Aunt Queenie had always treated Cassandra well, given her the best of everything. What more could she have possibly wanted?

Cecilia's voice broke through her thoughts. "Yuliana, tell me the truth. Why did you try to harm my mother? Her eyes were cold as ice. "Believe me when I say that if you don't talk, I'll tell Granny, Granddad, and my mother everything. You won't be able to walk away from this."

Panic flickered across Yuliana's face. "I didn't do it! I didn't make this!"

The moment those words left her mouth, she gasped and covered her lips, realizing she had just given herself away.

Cecilia's gaze darkened. "If you didn't make it, then who did? Haven't you been telling everyone that you cooked it?"

Tears welled up in Yuliana's eyes. "If I had really made it, do you think I would've dared to eat it just now?"

"Maybe you did it to throw off suspicion," Cecilia countered. "The poison takes time to work, after all. A little wouldn't do much to you."

Yuliana's face went pale. For a moment, she was too stunned to speak. Seeing her reaction, Cecilia didn't hold back. She reached for her phone. "I'm calling the police."

Yuliana lunged forward, grabbing her wrist. "Cecilia, please don't! I swear, I didn't know! It was Cassandra eshe

gave me the food and asked me to bring it to Aunt Queenie!"

Cecilia's eyes flickered with something unreadable. “So, you're saying that you

and Cassandra worked together to harm my mother?"

Yuliana frantically shook her head. "No! I didn't know she put anything in it. I swear, I didn't!" Her voice cracked with desperation.