Chapter 51 Unexpectedly

• Mrs. Maureen
• “You assured us that Cassandra murdered our son!” I screamed, my voice echoing off the cold walls of the room as I pointed accusingly at Delrico. His face was a mask of confusion, as if I had just accused him of something utterly unfathomable.
• “She didn’t do it herself! She paid someone to carry out the deed. After the mercenary poisoned the tea, she outsourced the job!” Delrico protested, his voice rising in a futile attempt to justify himself.