Chapter 269:
“I personally handle Miss Moss’s medication. I don’t make these kinds of mistakes. Mr. Caden, I suggest you investigate this thoroughly.”
Caden looked through the medication records without showing any reaction. It all sounded ridiculous.
But now that it had happened, someone needed to be held accountable.
“Where were the medications stored?” he asked.
“They were kept in the pharmacy and the storeroom,” the doctor replied.
“And where could someone access them without needing to sign in?” Caden asked.
The doctor thought for a moment before replying, “The treatment room.”
“When I wasn’t here, did Yolanda visit the treatment room?” Caden asked directly.
The doctor looked confused. “Are you suggesting that Miss Moss—”
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“Right now, everyone is under suspicion,” Caden said firmly. “Just answer the question.”
The doctor checked with the staff and returned to Caden. “Miss Moss bit her tongue and asked to go to the treatment room for stitches.”
Afterwards, Caden closed the file and stood up.
He walked straight to the ward.
Yolanda opened her eyes when she saw Caden approach, just as she had expected.
She asked in a soft voice, “Why aren’t you with Ms. Bennett?”
Caden stood at the edge of the bed, glaring down at her. His gaze was sharp and cutting.
“Does your tongue still hurt?” he asked.
Yolanda’s eyes widened slightly. She looked up at him, seemingly confused.
“I didn’t expect this from you. You really are willing to go all out, aren’t you?” said Caden.
Yolanda was stunned that he had figured it out so easily. Naturally, she wasn’t going to confess.
“Caden, I don’t understand what you’re talking about.”
Caden had no desire to waste another moment.
“I won’t touch you, Yolanda. You’re Dorian’s daughter, after all.”
Yolanda’s lips quivered.
“Caden, what are you saying?”
Although he didn’t outright blame her, he still kept her at arm’s length. He wasn’t going to let this slide easily.
“Your illness isn’t something I can deal with. No matter how things go, I’m sending you back before Christmas,” Caden stated.
Yolanda felt a wave of helplessness wash over her. She felt a deep sense of shame as her plan unraveled before him, but his coldness hurt even more.
Christmas was less than two weeks away, and she could tell that he meant what he said. What could she possibly achieve in such a short time?
