Harry opened his mouth, as if trying to speak.


    Yet, all that came out were mumbled words that no one could make sense of.


    "Why can''t Harry speak yet?" Edith turned to Wendy, her voice trembling with worry.


    Lilian, who had been on edge, felt her nerves rx just a lile. She had been so afraid that Harry might suddenly speak and expose everything, but it seemed that he couldn''t talk yet.


    Without wasting a moment she rushed forward and grabbed Harry''s hand.


    "Honey, what''s wrong? Do you have something to say to me? I''m here. You can tell me."


    Wendy looked down at Harry, her gaze serious. "I''ve already used needle therapy to wake him up, but he can''t speak yet. He''ll need some time to recover."


    Edith could only offer words offort. "Harry, don''t get too worked up. You''ll get better slowly, I''m sure."


    Harry continued to stare at Lilian, his eyes bloodshot with anger, but no words came from his lips.


    Just then, the maid hurried into the room. "Mrs. Edith, good news!


    Edith looked up. "What is it?"


    The maid sounded excited. "Ms. Jessica is awake!"


    What? Jessica was awake?


    Lilian''s face lit up with joy. "Really? She woke up? That''s wonderful!"


    Edith, too, felt a wave of relief. After all, Jessica was the daughter of the world''s richest man. Her health was crucial for the


    Crone family''s wealth and status. "Quick, get the car ready! I need to go see Jessica right away!"


    Wendy furrowed her brows. She hadn''t yet made the antidote, and now Jessica had woken up on her own.


    It was quite intriguing


    In the bedroom, Jessica had already regained consciousness. She sat up in bed, looking a bit pale but otherwise alert.


    Horace, ever concerned, was by her side. "Are you feeling okay?"


    Jessica''s face was pale, but her spirits were high. Now that she was the daughter of the richest man, she was in a position of power. She curled up to Horace and pouted. "Dad, I''m still a little dizzy,"


    "Should I call a doctor?"


    "No. As long as you''re here with me, that''s enough."


    At that moment, Wendy, Edith, and Lilian returned.


    Lilian, eager and relieved, eximed, "Jessica, you''re awake? How did you get poisoned? You scared me to death!"


    "It''s great that you''re awake," Edith added, her voice filled with relief. "You''re Mr. Larson''s precious daughter. If something happened to you, how would we exin it to him?"


    Jessica shed a proud smile, her lips curling upward with a mixture of arrogance and satisfaction.


    Wendy watched her, noticing that Jessica seemed to have recovered from the poison.


    "Dad, someone poisoned me!" Jessica dered.


    Edith and Lilian were both startled. "Who would dare to harm the daughter of the richest man? How bold!"


    Horace quickly soothed her. "Who poisoned you?"


    Jessica pointed directly at Wendy. "It was Wendy!"


    Wendy didn''t show any surprise. She had expected Jessica to use her.


    Everyone''s eyes turned toward Wendy.


    Lilian was the first to leap to her feet. "So you did poison Jessica! Mr. Larson, I told you before that she was the one behind it. You didn''t believe me. NowJessica is awake and has identified Wendy as the culprit. Surely you believe me now, right?"


    Horace furrowed his brows, but remained silent.


    Wendy stepped forward, her gaze unwavering as she looked at Jessica. "Do you have any evidence I did what you said?"


    "I talked to you that day, and shortly after, I got poisoned. It had to be you!"


    Jessica replied confidently.


    Wendy raised an eyebrow.


    "So, let me get this straight," she said, her tone calm yet sharp. "You have no


    evidence, just a guess? You need evidence in a court ofw. If you keep using me without proof, I might just have to sue you for defamation."