I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

Meredith wanted to find out if Chloe was involved in Joy Chaucer’s tampering with the food.

Mrs. Lawson thought for a moment and said, “Yes, Joy Chaucer was very attentive during that time. Whatever your mother ate, Chloe ate too. But sometimes Chloe wasn’t there, and Joy Chaucer would only cook for your mother. Why do you ask, ma’am?”

Meredith understood. It seemed that Joy Chaucer had intended to harm both Chloe and her mother but couldn’t let them both fall ill simultaneously, as that would be too obvious. Joy Chaucer mainly targeted her mother, but since Chloe also ate the food, her health must have deteriorated as well.

As Meredith had suspected, she received a call from Liam Michaelson that afternoon. Chloe had fallen ill in prison and applied for medical parole. Chloe’s health had already been compromised by the conflicting foods Joy Chaucer had given her. She had barely held on for a few months in the poor conditions of the prison before succumbing to illness.

Liam Michaelson called Meredith because Chloe’s condition was similar to Bianca’s; her organs were failing as if they had been severely overtaxed in a short period. Liam Michaelson now had new doubts about Bianca’s death.

Meredith rushed to the hospital, where police guarded Chloe around the clock. Chloe lay on the hospital bed, wearing an oxygen mask, with an IV in her hand and shackles on her ankles.

“Mr. Michaelson,” Meredith called from the doorway.

Liam Michaelson stepped out of the room. “Mrs. Sterling.”

“What did the doctors say?” Meredith asked. “Can she be saved?”

Liam Michaelson shook his head. “It’s difficult. Her condition is similar to your mother’s. The doctors are running tests to see if it’s hereditary.”This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Before suspecting foul play in Bianca’s death, they needed to rule out hereditary disease.

Meredith stared at Chloe on the bed, who was semi-conscious. “Mr. Michaelson, I want to speak to Chloe alone. Also, it would be best to install surveillance in the room to prevent another tragedy like my mother’s.”

“Alright,” Liam Michaelson agreed and called the officers out of the room.

Meredith pulled up a chair and sat by the bed, gently calling out, “Chloe, Chloe.”

Chloe slowly opened her eyes at the sound of Meredith’s voice and looked terrified when she saw her.

“You’re awake,” Meredith said coldly. “Chloe, you must know your current situation without me explaining it. My mother’s fate will be yours. But you’re even more pitiful than my mother; you were harmed by your own daughter. How does it feel to die at your daughter’s hands?”

Chloe’s face changed drastically, but she pretended not to understand and glared at Meredith without speaking.

“Even now, you’re still protecting Joy Chaucer,” Meredith said, staring at Chloe. “You should know why my mother fell critically ill. Joy Chaucer used conflicting foods to harm my mother’s health every day, and she did the same to you. She never intended to spare you either. Isn’t it pathetic? You plotted everything for Joy Chaucer only to die by her hand.”

“I don’t understand what you’re saying,” Chloe said between violent coughs, feeling extremely anxious inside.

Meredith finally knew why Bianca had fallen so ill.

Joy Chaucer was in danger now.

But with Bianca already buried and the case closed, what could Meredith do even if she knew?

“You’ll understand soon enough,” Meredith said. “You better pray that Joy Chaucer doesn’t make any mistakes or slip up because if she does, she’ll face a bullet with several lives on her conscience. If you don’t want people to know about your deeds, don’t do them in the first place. I’ll have the doctors run more tests and compare them with my mother’s case file. Do you think the police will suspect Joy Chaucer again?”

Chloe became agitated. “You can’t harm my daughter…”

Before she could finish speaking, Joy Chaucer’s voice came from outside: “Mom! Mom!”

Hearing this, fear flashed in Chloe’s eyes.