Chapter 1204

“Lucian will never notice me as long as she’s alive!” Craziness blazed in Aubree’s eyes. “Besides, he already suspects me. He’ll find out what happened if she keeps stirring things up.”

Frieda and Cory’s expressions shifted. “Why do you think he suspects you?” Frieda asked.

Cory’s face hardened. “You didn’t tell me about that!” He likely would have acted differently had he known Lucian was onto them.

Aubree ignored them. “I don’t know what she did to Essie, but it was infuriating when Essie cried and screamed after learning she was sick. I will have my revenge when I marry into the Farwell family.”

Frieda was puzzled. “Didn’t you say your relationship with Essie improved? Why is she still relying on Roxanne?”

Aubree’s anger flared. “That woman snuck off to the kindergarten to see Essie! Lucian wouldn’t suspect me if it weren’t for that!”

The three exchanged glances. After a long silence, Frieda said, “Roxanne is our biggest threat now, but talking about murder is outrageous.”

Aubree glared. “What else should I do? Give up everything and wait for Lucian to find out it was us?”

Sensing Aubree’s simmering fury, Frieda smiled placatingly. “I understand your concern. None of us wants to be implicated, but we're trapped once we commit murder. Besides, Roxanne still holds significant influence in the medical field. Her unexpected death would arouse suspicion. I’m not going down this path of insanity with you!”

Frieda fought back her annoyance and continued earnestly, “We still have ways to keep them apart. There’s no need to take such a huge risk.”

Aubree frowned. “You have other ideas?”

“Don't forget Roxanne is close to Jack; we haven’t used that yet.” A cold light glinted in Frieda’s eyes.

Jack…

A thoughtful look crossed Aubree’s face. Indeed, I haven't considered that. Perhaps Roxanne's poisoning is a divinely granted opportunity! Their thoughts converged.

“Now that Roxanne’s in the hospital, Mr. Damaris must be frantic. Let’s nudge things along by having him visit her,” Frieda suggested slowly.

Aubree already had her phone out, texting Jack. Frieda breathed a sigh of relief as Aubree’s homicidal intent was temporarily diverted. She still worried Aubree might do something rash, pulling them down with her.

“Don’t worry, Aubree. You still have Mr. Zaythrone and me. Roxanne is alone and no match for us. You will be Mrs. Farwell one day!”

The thought of Jack’s arrival fueled Aubree’s thirst for revenge. She nodded firmly.