Chapter 194

After informing the receptionists in the lobby, Angela and Zack waited at the lounge.

Zack couldn't sit still and kept looking around. "Angie, the lounge is so big-even bigger than our living room! But where is she? How long are we going to have to wait?"

Angela replied casually, "She's waiting for all the employees to see how embarrassed we are first. Then, she'll come down."

Zack looked shocked. "What? Why would she do that?"

"How did two sharp and capable people like Bill and Judy end up having a son as foolish as you?" Angela asked while looking at the goofy man in front of her. She couldn't help but think he was endearingly silly.

Zack scratched his head awkwardly. "What do you know? I'm smart but might just be playing the fool."

As expected, Angela was right. Before long, a few staff members started passing by outside the meeting room. They quickly glanced at Angela and Zack, whispering among themselves before quickly moving on.

Some of them spoke loudly enough for the two to clearly hear their blatant comments.

Angela remained unfazed, remaining calm and composed. It was as if the world could collapse around her, and she still wouldn't flinch.

Zack, on the other hand, couldn't sit still. Angrily, he stood up and shouted toward the door, "What nonsense are you spewing? My sister didn't harm anyone!"

Angela sighed in exasperation before calling Zack to come back inside.

After ten or so minutes, Elena walked out, with her heels clicking against the floor.

It had been a long time since they'd met, but Elena still looked the same—pretty and elegant.

Dressed in a dark green professional suit, she exuded a sharp and elegant air, radiating the unique charm of a career woman, making it hard for people to look away from her.

Angela lifted her gaze to meet the person before her, offering a cold smile. "Ms. Carrey, you look as radiant as ever."

Elena seemed to have expected Angela's arrival, but she hadn't anticipated how composed and reserved the latter would remain up until this moment.

"Ms. Graham, you seem well. It appears the tumors outside haven't affected you, which is truly

commendable." Elena elegantly sat down on the couch across from Angela, her smile as gracious as usual.

"Those are just baseless rumors. My sister hasn't done anything wrong. If

anyone's guilty, it's you. Hand over the antidote now!"

Unlike Angela, Zach was far too foolish and blunt with his words.

Angela cursed inwardly and then smiled.

"Zack, stop making nonsense. We're just here to inquire about the situation."

"What inquiry?" Zack retorted angrily. "It's obviously her! She's the only one with an ulterior motive! If you don't hand over the antidote, we'll take you to court!"

A quick, mocking flash appeared in Elena's eyes before she spoke slowly, "So, you've come to accuse me, but wonder if you have any evidence. It's not a good thing to falsely accuse someone without proof."

Before Elena finished speaking, Zack had already jumped up, slamming his hand on the table.

His voice boomed, "Evidence? Ha!

The surveillance footage from that day is the evidence. You must have slipped poison into my dad's glass of water. How could there be such a vicious woman like you?

"You resorted to such extreme measures against my dad just to get back at my sister. He was already seriously ill, and now, because of you, there's no way he can survive!"

Elena ignored him and turned her gaze to Angela, whose lips were still curved upward. "Ms. Graham, what do you think?" she asked.