Chapter 199: Chapter 199 You Can Rely on Me a Little
She asked, "How is Ervin Osteen now?"
"Killed by Ian Linton."
Daisy Ginger’s shoulders slightly shook, her calm expression finally showing some change. She looked up at Ethan Pond.
Ethan Pond slightly furrowed his brow, as if contemplating whether to tell her the details.
He said, "Ian Linton injected arsenic into his water. He seemed to trust Ian a lot, didn’t suspect anything, and just drank the water. At the time, we all thought he had poisoned himself and committed suicide. We couldn’t find you, nearly went crazy with anxiety."
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[Director Ginger, I can never go back now.]
Ian Linton’s sighing voice echoed beside her ear.
She remembered the look in his eyes when he stared at her, beneath the warm amber color lay the eyes of a desperate madman.
But she knew clearly that Ian Linton wasn’t mad. He was lucid the entire time, knowing exactly what he was doing.
He knew he had killed someone and couldn’t be accepted by society, so he rushed to use electric shock to completely brainwash her before the police found her.
Her lips twitched slightly, revealing a hint of disdainful sneer, "He really cut off all his escape routes."
Whether the police find Ian Linton crazy or not, he will never appear before her again.
Either imprisoned or confined to a mental institution, this is how his life will be.
A nurse brought Daisy Ginger’s dinner, three dishes and soup, all light, with congee as the staple.
As Daisy Ginger drank her congee, she chatted leisurely with Ethan Pond, "I haven’t been able to go out these days, could you help me check on how Emily Ginger is doing?"
Ethan Pond leaned back on the sofa, hearing the name his eyes showed indifference, "You’ve been in trouble for so long, her mom hasn’t even asked about you once, why do you care about her?"
"It’s not related to Abigail Perry." Daisy said, pausing without further explanation, merely sipping her congee at a slow pace, "...Help me ask around to see if she’s getting any better."
Ethan Pond: "Alright. I’ll have someone help you ask tomorrow."
"Is Chloe Brooke still being monitored by the police?"
Ethan Pond glanced at her, "Why do you care about other people’s affairs? Focus on recovering, other things, I and Juju will handle them for you."
"Ian Linton, under my name, harmed many people." Daisy Ginger sighed, fiddling with the peanuts on her plate with chopsticks, "If I don’t do anything, the Brooke family might resent me."
"You’re a victim too."
"Not everyone sees things clearly," Daisy Ginger chuckled lightly, her tone casual, "In some people’s eyes, I may already be a femme fatale."
This society is harsh on women, even if you’ve done nothing, they can find fault with you, not to mention Ian was her admirer.
Ethan Pond was silent for a while, then nodded, "Alright, I’ll offer your condolences on another day."
Daisy Ginger put down her chopsticks, smiled at him, "Then I will trouble Ethan."
Ethan Pond gazed at her face deeply, "If there’s anything else you need, you can tell me all at once."
Daisy Ginger thought for a moment, then shook her head.
"..." Ethan Pond stood up from the sofa, walked over to Daisy, and extended his hand towards her.
"Daisy, I’m already taller than you, you can rely on me a bit." His hand fell on her slender shoulder, such frail shoulders, it was unclear how she bore so many people’s expectations. Ethan Pond’s narrow eyes slightly squinted, looking at Daisy Ginger with a probing intent, asking, "Are you sure there’s nothing else you want me to do?"