"I would trust you before, but now…"
"Why? Is it because of Lucia?"
"Do I have to make it clearer?" Mason asked. His patience was wearing thin, and his eyes flashed with a dangerous light.
"Ginny, since when did you become so calculative? You purposely poured the juice on me, and I bet there's something wrong with the wine!"
Ginny panicked when her ploy was exposed, and her hand trembled, sloshing the red wine inside the glass.
Mason noticed all of these small details. As expected, the wine was drugged. He shook his head in disappointment and said, "Don't make me hate you. Get out of here right now!"
"Okay, I'll go." Ginny hung her head and set down the glass.
Mason turned away. He thought that Ginny was going to leave, so he lowered his guard.
But Ginny stayed behind him and star
