Are You Accusing Me Of Poisoning Her “Well? Did you find anything?” Cecilia asked as soon as they were alone.

Charlotte nodded quickly, worry written all over her face. “We did. There’s something harmful in the scrambled eggs. It’s slow-acting, which is why it hasn’t been noticeable right away.”

Cecilia’s heart sank. Her gaze shifted toward Yuliana, who wasn’t far away.

At that moment, Yuliana was playing with the two little ones, her face full of warmth. Although she didn’t particularly like Cecilia, she had a soft spot for these kids. “Come here, sweetie! Let me give you a hug,” she cooed, her voice gentle.

The children, naturally drawn to her, ran into her arms.

Bethany chuckled. “Yuliana, children are so adorable, aren’t they? When are you going to find a boyfriend, bring him home, and have a couple of your own?”

The moment marriage and kids were mentioned, Yuliana’s expression soured. “Grandma, I’ve told you before—I don’t want to get married, and I definitely don’t want kids.”