Chapter 80

ARIANNA

The pleasant aroma of mother's meal filled my nostrils as steam left the boiling pot. Mother's food was half ready.

I continuosly stirred the meal. The pain of false accusation still lingered like a sting that would not let go.

The temptation to drop everything and go home with my son was there but my service to mother still remained paramount. If I leave I would appear weak and easily frightened by the Hiltons, most especially Anne.

And I would not be able to help mother recover, she would not deserve it if I abandoned her to free myself from her family's troubles.

I have passed the stage of been oppressed by people like the Hiltons. If not for my good heart and my help to mother I would have treated this matter in a more stern and advanced way.

I would have probably called the cops to investigate the case further because I know that I never added mushroom to mother's food and someone did.

This person did this to frame me.

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