Toxic.

"Oh yes! Aunty, please can we get moving now?” Cherry asked, Eddie.

"Yesss,” Eddie giggled a little as they all left the kitchen in a hurry.

After Edward saw that the bartender was left alone with no one close in his proximity, Edward walked over to meet him.

"Did you give him the exact same wine I showed you?” Edward asked the bartender in a hushed tone as he leaned forward on the bar table.

"Yes, I did, Sir. But what was the drink for?” The bartender was curious.

"It's none of your business,” Edward said rudely. "If you gave it to him then why isn't he reacting as I expected?” Edward asked but it was more like he was asking himself.

"I don't know, sir. I gave him the same wine you said I should give to him in case he asks for a glass of wine during the ongoing celebration,” The bartender shrugged, cause he was sure the wine that was given to Bruce Yates was the right one.

Edward darted his gaze to where Bruce stood at a far distance among the crowd, next to some of his