"Minor injury."
"Did you get it at the mall?" Dawson asked.
"Yeah."
"I'm curious, how did you avoid it?"
Dawson stared at Lorraine's clean and calm face.
"I'm very sensitive. The moment I sense something off behind me, I become highly alert. I crouched down immediately, and he flew right past me."
Dawson couldn't help but chuckle softly, but he didn't let go of Lorraine's hand.
"You were clever."
"I was just defending myself, not being clever."
"Last night, Jane took that medicine and kept coughing. The hospital said it was poisoning, but Helena suppressed the diagnosis and claimed it was just a cold."
Lorraine snorted coldly. "Helena is ruthless. The d**g she had Jane use was extremely potent. This kind of anti-tumor medicine is highly toxic to ordinary people and aggressively a
