Hazel’s POV
I wasn't about to let myself be blamed for this. I straightened my back, and under everyone's watchful eyes, pulled out my phone.
"Then let's call the police," I said firmly. “Check the surveillance, check the records. See if I bought any mangoes today, if I brought mangoes into the house, and who actually made this juice!"
Madison's face instantly went pale with panic, and her grip on Bryce's arm tightened without her realizing it.
Just then, a nurse emerged from the hospital room. "Who is Layla's family member? She's awake."
"Layla!" Madison immediately let go of Bryce and rushed into the room with genuine concern.
Bryce followed closely behind, and I walked in as well, my face hard.
Layla's small, pale face looked fragile as she lay in the hospital bed, her condition
