Trading My Ex for His Uncle



Gabriel was the owner of Nyce Tech?

If anyone else had told Jane this, she would have dismissed it as nonsense. But since Pedro mentioned that the document came from Damon, she knew it was the truth.

However, now that Gabriel owned Nyce Tech, there was no longer any need for her to pursue Pedro. The market value of Nyce Tech far exceeded that of the Wilkie Group.

Thinking of this, Jane felt a brief flicker of joy, but her expression quickly darkened.

She had added the drug she brought with her into the tea she made for Pedro. If he had drunk it...

Panicking, she rushed to the Wilkie residence.

As she entered the living room, she saw a maid carrying the teapot she had sent to the study earlier, heading toward the kitchen.

Jane quickly stopped the maid, breathless. "Has Grandpa drunk the tea yet?"

The maid, looking confused, shook her head. "No, Mr. Wilkie said he was going to bed and that the tea might cause insomnia. He had someone bring him a glass of warm milk instead."

"Oh... that's good..." Jane sighed in relief, though she noticed the maid eyeing her with suspicion.

"I just remembered that I read somewhere that old people shouldn't drink tea at night because it's bad for their health..." she quickly added. "Give me the tea. It's my favorite. I'll take it back and drink it."

Though the maid still seemed uncertain, she handed the tea over. "Alright, Ms. Wilkie."

"Thanks, you should get some rest," Jane said, her voice hurried.

After sending the maid away, Jane took the tea and left, walking briskly back home.

Back at the Wilkie residence, Pedro stopped the maid and coldly asked, "What did Jane say to you earlier?"

The maid froze at his sudden

question, her face turning pale. "Mr. Wilkie, Ms. Wilkie told me that old people shouldn't drink tea at night because it's bad for their health. She also said that the tea was her favorite, so she didn't want to waste it and decided to take it back."

Pedro's gaze darkened. "I see. You may go now."

"Y-Yes..." the maid stammered, clearly relieved to leave.

After she departed, Pedro turned to his butler and said coldly, "When Jane brought the tea to my study earlier, Knocked over a cup and spilled some on the floor. Have someone collect a sample of the tea fortesting to see if there's anything init."

The butler's expression changed. "Mr. Wilkie, are you suspecting that Ms. Wilkie put something in the tea?"noveldrama

"Just do as I say," Pedro ordered.

"Of course..." the butler complied.

Two hours later...

The butler handed Pedro a report. "Mr. Wilkie, here are the results of the tea's analysis."

Pedro took the report and, after a long pause, opened it. He stared at the test results for several moments before slowly closing the document.

He couldn't believe it. His own granddaughter, whom he had raised with so much care, had planned to harm him.

The tea contained a neurotoxin that would cause the heart to rapidly contract, triggering a heart attack.t would be quickly metabolized, so even an autopsy would only reveal heart failure as the cause of death.

If he had drunk that tea, he might already be dead.

As for Jane, simply discarding the teapot would have been enough to cover her tracks.

Pedro couldn't understand why Jane would do this. Was it really just because he had refused to let her return to the company?