Melissa walked out of the hospital gate and met up with Winston at a nearby restaurant. As they entered, the servers led them to a private room in the back.


    Winston greeted Melissa with an insincere smile and poured her a cup of hot tea. “I know what happened,” he said. “You did it perfectly. No wonder I always failed before. Patrick and Old Pansy never suspected that someone close to him would harm him.”Copyright N?v/el/Dra/ma.Org.


    Melissa narrowed her eyes as she held onto her teacup tightly, her voice cold as she spoke, “Don’t get too excited just yet.”


    “Jane suggested that we dissect Old Pansy’s body before the police took her away,” Melissa continued, “We can prove that he died from poisoning instead of Jane’s ipetence as a doctor. If we’re caught, we’re done for!”


    Winston remained calm and collected despite Melissa’s words of warning. He sipped his tea leisurely and replied nonchntly, “So what if they find out? You were the one who poisoned him, not me.”


    Melissa couldn’t believe what she was hearing from Winston; he was willing to throw her under the bus after all they had been through together.


    “You gave me those pills in the first ce,” Melissa reminded him angrily.


    “But can you prove it?” Winston sneered.


    Melissa realized then that there was no surveince footage in their private room or any evidence left behind by their meetings together – all thanks to Winston’s careful nning.


    He had set a trap for her all along! She felt like she was drowning in ck water as she watched Winston leave without another word.


    Alone in the private room now, Melissa hugged herself tightly while staring nkly ahead – feeling helpless against this man who had used and betrayed her so easily.


    Her mind drifted back to a few months ago, when she had watched Patrick and Jane’s engagement party with envy. Her cousin was going to marry another woman, and Melissa couldn’t allow it. She became desperate and secretly added a small amount of poison to Old Pansy’s tea at the Old Pansy Tea House.


    She wanted Old Pansy to pass out so that the wedding could be postponed. But Melissa never expected that before the poison took effect, Jane would announce her decision to break off her engagement with Patrick. The shock caused Old Pansy’s heart condition to worsen, leaving him in aa until now.


    Ever since then, Melissa has been living in fear because she knew that Old Pansy might have figured out who poisoned him. She didn’t want him waking up until she found out about Jane’s supposed cure for his condition.


    Melissa decided to add more poison secretly again so that Old Pansy would be critically ill this time around. However, things didn’t go as nned as Jane ended up saving him from death once again while Beatrice caught on about what they were doing.


    Beatrice protected her by suggesting they kill off Old Pansy instead so that Jane would leave their family forever! Winston had always been helping them n these things behind the scenes but he betrayed them this time around!


    Melissa gritted her teeth and stood up suddenly; if Winston was going back on his word like this then he shouldn’t expect any loyalty from her either! After dealing with Old Pansy’s situation first though, she nned on standing by Patrick firmly in order for them both gain power within the family before taking care of Winston!


    It was dark outside when they arrived at the hospital morgue; it was eerily quiet inside too. Melissa and Beatrice hid behind a corner down one of its hallways watching towards where they knew ity ahead: The Morgue Room.


    “Are you sure we should go?” Beatrice asked nervously while holding onto Melissa tightly.


    The ce felt ominous; green light flickered above an exit sign indicating safety but only made everything feel more sinister than ever before especially considering all those bodies lying beyond those ck doors ahead…


    Beatrice shivered feeling goosebumps rise all over herself – having lived such an easy life thus far without ever having stepped foot into such ces – while young-minded Melissa forgot about fear altogether due mostly likely due being driven by desperation alone!


    “Shh… keep your voice down,” whispered Melissa as she pulled Beatrice along carefully trying not make any noise or attract attention from anyone nearby who might hear theming closer towards their destination unnoticed instead…


    As soon as they entered through thoserge double doors leading into The Morgue Room itself however – cold air hit bothdies hard making each one gasp involuntarily upon impact!


    Beatrice quickly went to turn on the light next to her, but Melissa stopped her and whispered, “If we turn on the light, we’ll be discovered!” She handed Beatrice a shlight and they both made their way towards therge freezer.


    “Where is Old Pansy stored?” Beatrice’s voice trembled as she nervously held onto the shlight. She couldn’t help feeling guilty for being involved in Old Pansy’s death. With all these dead bodies around them, her heart was racing so fast it felt like it would jump out of her chest.


    “Auntie, we’ve already done what we needed to do. What are you afraid of?” Melissa shone her shlight around until she found it.


    She pulled a bewildered Beatrice over to the third row of freezers and pointed at one in particr. “This is Grandpa’s room number. He’s here; let’s get moving.”


    “Okay,” said Beatrice as she squeezed tightly onto the shlight and watched as Melissa boldly pulled open the freezer door.


    Instinctively closing her eyes, she waited for a few seconds before opening them again only to see that Melissa had turned pale with fear while staring directly at something inside.


    “What… what happened?” asked Beatrice nervously as she took a deep breath before looking inside herself only to find herself staring wide-eyed at an empty space where Old Pansy should have been lying lifeless.


    “What happened? Did Old Pansy not die? Were we fooled?” asked an anxious Beatrice who was now shaking with fear because if that were true then they were walking right into a trap!


    “That can’t be possible! How could Grandpa still be alive? If he wasn’t dead then why was my cousin so angry? Why did he break up with Jane and let her get arrested by police?” countered Melissa who tried hard not to panic even though both women heard noisesing from behind them just then.


    In their panic-stricken state they turned around quickly only to see that one of the covered corpses on an iron bed had suddenly sat up! The white cloth covering its face fell off revealing Old Pansy’s grayish-white face underneath!