Charlotte's POV
Even though my body wouldn't be seriously affected by the poison, I wished these bastards would design the taste of the poison better.
"Damn, this s**t tastes awful."
I mercilessly spat out the empty bottle of poison in my hand.
After Ronald saw me drink all the poison, he was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, scared and surprised, almost jumping up on the spot.
"Charlotte, you fool! Why did you drink this bottle of poison?"
Ronald broke my mouth, and he tried to press my tongue with his fingers, thinking that I would then be able to spit out the poison .
"Father, please, give the antidote to Charlotte! Please!"
I couldn't believe that Ronald was asking Charlie for help for me at this moment.
"Ronald, you don't have to..." I tried to dissua
