âIâm not admitting to anything, and Iâm definitely not drinking that.
â
Lucinda chuckled.
âI donât care what you think.
â She then ignored him and turned to Abel.
Abel placed a stack of papers in front of them.
âTake a look at these.
They are Mrs.
Robertsâs confession.
Evidence of your involvement and a timeline of the entire ordeal.
It shows that you sent someone to buy drugs from the black market.
You can either accept Miss Rossâ gift or we can get the authorities involved.
â
The expressions on the faces of the three of them changed in an instant.
Enoch was completely stunned.
He couldnât believe that Lucinda had found out what he had done so quickly.
He had paid off the people in the black market to keep things quiet!
Zola said, âEnoch, you canât go to jail! We need you.
What would we do without you?â
Coco chimed in, âYes Dad, you canât go to jail! You canât leave us.
If you get convicted, no wealthy person will want to marry me and I wonât be able to hang out with my rich friends anymore!â
Enoch was torn.
He looked at his wife and daughter with tears in his eyes.
âBut I canât bear to see you both taking those drugs daily!â
Zola and Coco exchanged a look before Zola spoke up.
âWhy should we drink it? Youâre the one who did all of this.
Canât you just drink all three bottles daily?â
Enoch was shocked.
Her words left him completely stunned.
âYouâ¦â
Enoch couldnât believe his own wife and daughter had turned against him.
Enoch was really disappointed.
It was indeed none of Zolaâs and Cocoâs business though, and he understood why they refused to take the drugs with him.
Butâ¦
If he had to choose three potions a day, what if he got unlucky and ended up picking three bottles of aphrodisiacs? If that happened, would he die?
If he grabbed drugs that caused nausea and diarrhea, he would be equally miserable.
He wouldnât take that risk.
He needed to find another way out.