Chapter572GwendolynFainted
Annie patted her on the hand as constion and continued, “Don’t worry, Mrs. Harris. I am simply
helping you and Mr. Asher reim what rightfully belongs to you two while getting Antea Group a
couple of coboration projects while I’m at it. There’s no way I’d harm anyone’s life!”
She then leaned in close and whispered into Sienna’s ear, “The preparations for tomorrow night are
complete. All you have to do is y along with me, Mrs. Harris.”
Given how cautious Annie was being Sienna decided not to ask any further as doing so would only
make her suspicious.
“It’s gettingte. You should get some rest, Ms. Annie.”
Sienna then pulled her hand back and made her way upstairs.
Annie simply watched her go without saying a word.
The next day, Gwendolyn took her own sweet time returning to Mount Tranquil afterpleting her
preparations.
Because Asher’s legs were hurting, he never left his bed except to shower and use the bathroom.
Sienna even had to feed him his meals in bed.
The chefs were busy preparing dinner in the kitchen when Gwendolyn arrived. She caught a whiff of
the fragrant aroma of the food the moment she entered the house.
Sienna and Annie weed her at the front door, but she simply shed them a cold look before
heading upstairs to check on Asher.
“Sienna, Ms. Annie, please step outside for a bit. There is something that I would like to discuss with
Asher in private.”
“All right. Don’t take too long, though. Dinner is almost ready.”
Gwendolyn nodded and waited until the two had left the room before locking the door from inside. She
then walked up to the frail Asher, who was leaning on the headboard, and sat down beside his bed.
“What would you like to ask me about, Ms. Harris?” Asher asked in a hoarse voice.
“I want to know what you’re running away from.”
“What do you mean by that?” he asked, lowering his gaze.
“With your strong physique, it’s not possible for you to remain bedridden for three days straight even
though your rheumatism was acting up, and yet, look at you now. You refuse to get out of bed and
need Sienna to feed you every meal,” Gwendolyn said, exposing his pretense instantly.
Asher simply blinked at her and lowered his gaze in silence.
“You want to stay out of this and let Annie and I fight each other so you can side with the winnerter
on. Is that what you’re trying to do?” Gwendolyn pressed on.
Asher clutched at the nket without saying a word.
Gwendolyn shot him an icy–cold re before gracefully standing up and smoothening out the wrinkles
on her skirt. “I suggest you take some time to think this through. If Annie is not rted to Evelyn, then
she will naturally have nothing to do with you. If the contrary is true, however, you will have to make a
choice. Just keep in mind that Kieran, Treyton, and everyone else in the Harris family will never forgive
you if you make the wrong choice, and Sienna will suffer along with you,” Gwendolyn said before
turning around and walking toward the door.
“I’m not running away from anything, Kiddo. I just…”This belongs to N?velDrama.Org.
Not wanting to hear his exnation, Gwendolyn opened the door and walked straight out of the master
bedroom without sparing him another nce.
Asher had a conflicted look in his eyes as he stared at the empty room around him.
Sienna and Annie were already seated at the dining table by the time Gwendolyn made her way
downstairs.
They seemed to be having a pleasant conversation.
Gwendolyn walked up to the table and sat down at the main seat.
The look on Annie’s face was frozen for a split second when she saw that Gwendolyn did not even
think to leave that seat vacant for Asher. However, she was quick to regain herposure and went
back to smiling gently again.
Since everyone had already taken their seats at the dining table, the chefs quickly served up the food.
“Did we hire a new chef?” Gwendolyn asked Sienna when she saw that some of the dishes were new.
“Yes, that’s right. Ms. Annie said she wanted to have some Ospean food, so we hired a chef from
Ospea to prepare them for her. These five dishes are the ones that new chef made.”
Gwendolyn picked up her fork and tasted one of the dishes that resembled tater tots.
“Hmm, it tastes pretty good.”
Acting as though thepliment was directed at her, Annie spoke happily as her face lit up with joy.
“Have some more if you like it, Ms. Harris. The Ospean chef has also made us all some marinated
steak. Would you care to try some, Ms. Harris?”
She then shot the Ospean chef, who was standing behind her, a nce.
The chef quickly retrieved three tes of steak from the kitchen and served them up.
“The sear on the steak makes it look very appetizing, and it smells great with the red wine and ck
pepper sauce,” Gwendolynmented while admiring the steak before her.
After receiving the cutlery from the housekeepers, Gwendolyn gracefully cut a small chunk of the steak
and put it in her mouth.
Both Sienna and Annie stared at her as she munched on it.
The former’s eyes were filled with anxiety, whereas thetter’s were filled with glee.
“Why are you two looking at me like that?” Gwendolyn asked when she noticed their reactions.
“I’m simply amazed by your elegance and grace when cutting the steak, Ms. Harris. Who would’ve
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thought a person could look this good while dining? You truly live up to your status as Chanaea’s
wealthiest woman!” Annie replied with a smile.
“Oh, spare me the ttery. I still have some business to attend toter tonight, so let’s just get this
dinner over with as soon as possible,” Gwendolyn replied without any hesitation whatsoever.
Annie retracted her gaze and continued eating her steak in silence.
With no one else talking at the dinner table, the meal was over fairly quickly.
Gwendolyn felt fine during the meal, but she started feeling unwell when she had just finished her food
and began massaging her forehead weakly.
“What’s wrong, Gwen?” Sienna asked worriedly.
Gwendolyn didn’t think much about it at the time. “It’s nothing. I’m probably just too tired from
overworkingtely. I should be fine after taking a break in your guest room, Sienna.”
“Sure thing. Here, let me walk you there.”
Sienna then helped Gwendolyn up the stairs and was about to bring her to the guest room.
Once they were out of Annie’s sight, Gwendolyn quickly retrieved a pill she had prepared beforehand
and popped it into her mouth before copsing into Sienna’s arms.
“Gwen? Gwen! Wake up!”
Annie came running over as soon as she heard Sienna’s anxious cries.
“Did Ms. Harris faint?”
Not wanting to y along with her any further, Sienna said, “Yes, she’s unconscious, so you can drop
the act now. Did you spike her steak with something? What should we do now?”
The look on Annie’s face grew cold instantly as she replied, “Don’t worry; it’s just a sedative. Get her
into the
guest room and tie her up.”
Sienna did as told while Annie returned to her room, put on a pair of leather gloves to hide her
fingerprints, and retrieved a document that Paul had the chef deliver to her.
After grabbing a ck pen as well, Annie made her way over to the guest room where Gwendolyn was
being held in.
Sienna had tied the unconscious Gwendolyn’s arms and ankles up with ropes.
Annie ced the documents down on the table and signed Gwendolyn’s name on the bottom right
corner.
Sienna leaned in to have a better look, only to realize it was a document to have Gwendolyn hand
Harris Group over. Annie’s forged signature looked so simr to Gwendolyn’s that it was almost
impossible to tell the difference.
“How are you able to forge Gwendolyn’s signature?” Sienna eximed in shock.
“Ms. Harris is a businesswoman whom I admire deeply, so I learned her signature a long time ago,”
Annie replied nonchntly while signing the document.
That was when Sienna realized something.
The fact that Annie had learned to forge Gwendolyn’s signature implied she had nned this all in
advance.