Luna's heart leaped into her throat.
She bit her lip and stared nervously at Rosalyn's pale face. "But... But, what?"
Luna’s face was etched with despair, worried that Rosalyn would reveal some truth about Joshua's involvement in her demise.
Rosalyn could tell exactly what Luna was thinking. She let out a sigh and reached out to hold Luna's hand gently. "Don't be nervous; what I was trying to say is that..."
She sighed. "Even though Joshua has never done anything to hurt me before, that doesn't apply to me."
She stared earnestly at Luna and said in a soft voice, "No matter how much we try to ignore the truth, the reason Joshua's grandmother passed away...was because of the drug I invented."
Luna immediately relaxed when she heard this.
She fell silent for a moment before finally lifting her head to gaze at Rosalyn and asked the question that had been stuck in her throat for a long time, "Mother...can you tell me...were you involved in Granny Lynch's death?"
Luna's nails dug into her palms. "Were...you the one who poisoned Granny Lynch?"
The color drained from Rosalyn's face.
Charles, who had remained silent up until this point, finally could not help saying," Luna, how can you doubt your mother like this?
"As her daughter, don't you know what kind of person she truly is?
"Even though she does have the capability to invent the drug that killed Granny Lynch, she would've done so a long time ago.
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