Even After Death

Before nightfall, Reginald delivered the medicine Sean used to take.

"Dr. Fordham, Mr. Sean used to take these medications." Olivia checked the ingredients.

They were common antipsychotics.

There wasn't anything off about them.

She nodded.

"Thanks, Reginald." "Don't mention it, Dr. Fordham.

If you need anything, just tell me.

As long as you can cure Mr. Sean, the Fordhams will be greatly indebted to you." "I'll do my best." After Reginald left, Olivia waved, gesturing for two people in the distance to come over.

Vance and Vanta were bodyguards Ethan had assigned to her.

With just one gesture from her, the two obediently went up to her.

"Dr. Fordham." Olivia handed the medicine to Vance.

"Take this and get someone to conduct a chemical analysis on the ingredients." "Understood." When all that was done, Olivia finally walked into Troy's temporary studio.

It was as bright as day in the room.

Models, drafts, palettes, sewing supplies, scissors, and various other stuff littered the room.

A man and a little girl were crouching on the ground.

Holding the embroidery sample he had just completed, Troy asked, "What about this? Is this nicer?" Various samples were lying around them.

By the looks of it, they had been quite busy that afternoon.

Olivia looked at Troy's earnest expression.

She had read in the files that as soon as he started working, he would be so absorbed in it that he forgot about himself.

He only had eyes for design, and by the looks of it, the rumors were true.

He didn't even notice that she had entered the room.

For some reason, a thought occurred to Olivia.

Why did Avery, Sean, and even Quinn endure varying degrees of injury or death, but Troy was completely fine? Could it be because he didn't care about the Fordhams' property at all? Was that why he was lucky enough to escape? Aside from the aviation industry, the Fordhams were also unparalleled in medicine and insurance in all of Zelotria.

If Quinn were still alive, she should have taken over the medicine and insurance parts of the Fordhams' business.

Sean had also met with an accident right before he was supposed to take over the aviation company.

As soon as the idea entered her mind, it seemed to have planted the seed of doubt in her heart.

Olivia continued her deductions along that train of thought.

If things truly were the way she had imagined them to be, now that Avery, Sean, and Quinn were down, who would benefit the most from this situation? It was quite obvious.

Setting aside the fourth child of the family, who had never made his appearance, only one child was left.

The sixth child, Jacqueline! When Olivia came to that conclusion, she felt a chill running down her spine.

Jacqueline was pampered by her family from a young age.

Why would she harm her siblings so cruelly? In just an instant, Olivia dismissed that idea.

She wondered why she would have such evil thoughts.

Why would Jacqueline do that? Olivia shook her head as she put on a self-mocking smile.

That night, the results of the analysis were out.

The medicine was fine, so how exactly did Sean get poisoned? It was a slow-acting poison, so it had to be hiding in items that he would be in contact with every day.

Those things could either be objects or food. This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

If the chef were to poison Sean's food every day, how bold would they have to be to achieve that? It wasn't quite possible.

Olivia couldn't figure anything out for now, so she could only send someone to sneak into the kitchen to investigate.