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Chapter 709 Vitamin C Or Laxative?

A curious smile appeared on Cherise’s face. “I haven’t reviewed your sister’s medical file yet, but I’m intrigued by

her unique constitution. Does she have a vitamin C allergy? Or can she consume fruits and vegetables like regular

people?”

Ursula sat frozen, unable to find words.

The room became heavy with tension. Suddenly, Rowena, reclining quietly in her wheelchair, opened her

eyes.

“Lula, why are you crying?” Rowena’s voice was frantic as she looked at her tear-streaked sister.

Feigning shock, Rowena turned to Ursula. “Who upset you? What’s wrong?”

Damien’s smile instantly disappeared. “Rowena, your timing couldn’t have been worse,” he said, his tone. icy.

His words caused Rowena’s hand, resting on the wheelchair, to clench into a tight fist. Nevertheless, she managed

to turn to Damien with a look of surprise. “Damien, when did you return? I thought you were buried in work again

today.”

Her gaze shifted to Cherise, who stood beside Damien with her arms crossed. “Ms. Shaw, could you explain this

situation? When did Damien arrive? And why is Lula crying?”

Cherise scoffed, unfazed by Rowena’s act. “Ms. Mortis just fainted, which naturally upset your sister. Damien came

to check on you.”

“Fainted?” Rowena feigned confusion. “I don’t remember… I drank some water from Frances, felt a little drowsy,

and then I must have fallen asleep.”

Cherise’s lips twitched into a knowing smirk. “So, Ms. Mortis, did you enjoy your little nap?”

“Well… yes,” Rowena replied, her voice slightly hesitant.

Rowena returned an awkward smile and turned to Ursula, scolding her in a hushed tone, “I just dozed off! You tend

to overreact. You must have alarmed Damien and Dr. Shaw.”

Ursula pouted but remained silent.

From the moment Rowena didn’t faint after drinking the water, Damien knew she was playing a game, but he

decided not to confront her right now. “Alright, now that you’re awake, let’s go downstairs. I can overlook you falling

asleep in my house this time, but I don’t want it to happen again.”

With that, Damien turned and left the room, his expression icy.

Cherise followed him but suddenly remembered something and glanced at Rowena and Ursula. “Oh, by the way, I

almost forgot to tell you two, the toilet in this guest room is clogged. If you need to use it, you’ll have to go

downstairs. Don’t use the one in the room. It wouldn’t be very ladylike to leave it smelling awful for others to find,

right?”

A chuckle escaped Cherise’s lips as she turned and left. The door slammed shut behind her.

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“Gurgle!” Another loud stomach rumble echoed through the room.

Ursula sniffed and curled her lip in disgust. “Why can I still hear her stomach growling? She just left! So annoying!”

Rowena, locking pale, clutched her stomach. “Screw you! That’s not her stomach; it’s mine…”

Had she not almost been exposed just now, she had no idea how long she could have endured it. Why did her

stomach suddenly start aching so badly?

She pursed her lips. “Lula, help me to the bathroom.”

Ursula’s eyes widened. “But Cherise just mentioned…”

“Then wheel me to the bathroom downstairs!” Rowena’s face was ashen, and she was clearly struggling to

hold it in.

Cherise was truly cunning, claiming that her son gave her vitamins. It must have been a laxative!

“Come here.” When she exited the guest room, Cherise grabbed Damien’s arm and pulled him into the study.

Once they were inside and the door was shut, she quickly retrieved two pills from her pocket and picked up a glass

of water. “Take these.”