Chapter 298 Two Glasses Of Poisoned Wine

• "What's wrong? If you're referring to that murder game, then I've already forgotten about it," Tyler Emerson said with a relaxed smile.
• Supporting Keira Whitlaw's shoulder, he guided her into the room and helped her sit on the edge of the bed. As they looked into each other's eyes, the hesitation and fear within her became evident.
• "Why are you hesitating? What are you afraid of? In truth, if you truly intended to harm me, you wouldn't have mentioned it... and you wouldn't have prepared two glasses of poisoned wine," Tyler Emerson stated, his gaze penetrating, as if he could see into the depths of her soul.