Chapter 977



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Winnie no longer cared about anything.

Mr. Hunt indicated to her that the safety of his wife and the Young Master were the top priority. He took a step forward and was about to say something, but after seeing Nora approach the chicken soup, he just smelled it and suddenly said, “You’ve added something to the soup. What?”

Winnie paused.

Harry, next to her, looked at her intently and frowned.

Winnie was so startled that she hurriedly lowered her head, pretending to straighten her clothes and showing a restrained appearance.

At the dining room table, Trueman smiled, “What might I add?”

Nora lowered her eyes, “Don’t forget I’m Anti.”

Anti was not only a surgeon, she was also a leading research scientist in the field of biomedicine. She understood modern and traditional medicine, so she could create a lot of poisons. How could she not notice something different in her chicken soup?

Trueman leaned back in his chair and smiled, “Little maid, you are really smart, yes, I have indeed added something to the soup.”

Nora frowned, “What?”

Trueman: “Gristle powder.”

Nora: “?”

Trueman smiled, “To the cartilage powder you have to add a little more medicine, otherwise what if you get used to the dosage and produce antibodies? That’s why I added cartilage powder.”

Nora said nothing more.

Trueman opened his mouth, “Then drink it and give me peace of mind. Otherwise, I’m very worried that you’ll suddenly appear at my bedside tonight and kill me.”

“…”

Nora twitched the corners of her mouth, looked at the chicken soup, then turned to look at Winnie, “Did you add it?”

Winnie shook her head, “It wasn’t me, it wasn’t…. ma’am… I…”

She looked at Harry as if asking for help.

Acting suspiciously.

Nora didn’t know what Trueman was up to. She pulled out a spoon, filled some soup, took a sip and replied to Winnie’s concern “It’s gristle powder.”

Winnie: “?”

Cartilage powder?

Why did Harry say it was an aphrodisiac?

Winnie was no fool, she suddenly understood that Harry was testing her!

Had she been exposed?

No, it wasn’t possible.

She had lived here for many years. She was an informant trained by Mr. Hunt here. She was not in charge of this matter, but she was assigned to the task.

If she had not been a suspect, then there was only one possibility, and that is, Trueman trusts no one in the world, so he tests all his subordinates.

Then she must have passed the test, right?

Fortunately, she had a steady hand, and she was also fortunate that Miss Smith recognized that it was gristle powder, not an aphrodisiac, otherwise Winnie would have stopped Miss Smith from eating that bowl of chicken soup even if it exposed her identity.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

Nora drank the chicken soup in her hand.

Then she set the dishes down and stood up, “I’m full.” Then she went upstairs.

Trueman said to Winnie, “Make some porridge and take it to the boy.”

“Yes.”

Winnie went into the kitchen, filled another bowl of porridge and took it upstairs.

After entering Nora and Xander’s room, she closed the door and looked at Nora. Before she could speak, Nora suddenly said, “Do you have anything to communicate with on the outside?”

Winnie was stunned. She should still be under surveillance, why was Miss Smith being so careless all of a sudden?

But she still lowered her voice and said, “Yes, Miss Smith, if you encounter an emergency, I can activate the signal flare directly. Our people are all around and can burst in immediately.”

As soon as she finished those words, Nora sighed, “Well, use it now.”

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