While she drank it, Kyson averted his gaze.
The garden lights were dim, concealing his emotions from plain view.
But an underlying sense of calmness emanated from him.
Mekhi frowned and keenly felt that something was not right.
After Kyson raised his glass in a toast to the assembled guests, Mekhi pulled him to a secluded spot and inquired with a hushed voice, âYou didnât pull any stunts, did you?â
Baffled, Kyson responded, âWhat do you mean?â
Wearing a cynical smirk, Mekhi said, âI know you too well.
You are very in love with Lucinda.
I canât believe youâd stand by and let her drink that wine without intervening!â
The white powder in the wine was a banned drug Mekhi had purchased abroad and it was very potent.
Kyson didnât even prevent the woman he cherished from drinking the wine, a gesture she made in an attempt to assist him.
Mekhiâs suspicions arose instantly.
Amidst the laughter and banter of guests in the garden, a few bodyguards stood guard over this quiet corner.
Filled with anger, Mekhi seized Kyson by the neck and issued a stern warning, âI can protect you or plunge your life into turmoil! Donât even entertain the thought of deceiving me.
â
Remaining composed despite the suffocating pain, Kyson replied, âI didnât intervene because I want both of them dead!â
âYou want to kill Lucinda?â Mekhi was in doubt but eased his grip.
Kysonâs face turned pale and he struggled to breathe.
He responded, âMekhi, you havenât felt true sadness.
If Nathan can die, no matter what the cost, I am willing to do it.
I loved Lucinda deeply, but she ran away with Nathan on our wedding day, humiliating me.
I canât let it go.
Since theyâre so in love, itâs fitting for them to meet their end together.
â
Kyson wore a weak and sorrowful smile, which was a bit unsettling.
Mekhi arched his eyebrows and watched Kysonâs expression.
He withdrew his hand and said, âYouâre truly mentally ill, but thatâs fine.
â
Enduring the pain in his throat, Kyson coughed slightly and had a blank expression on his face.
Mekhi touched Kysonâs neck with the back of his hand.
There was a red mark on his neck from the earlier grip, and his tone softened.
âNow that youâve made your point, thereâs nothing left for you in the garden.
Return to your room and rest.
â
âAlright, Mekhi.
â
âGo on.
â Then Mekhi walked away from the quiet place.
As Mekhiâs figure blended into the vibrant garden and was no longer visible in the darkness, Kyson breathed a sigh of relief.
He brought out a pouch of powder from his pocket and clenched his fists.
Shortly after Mekhi left, Lucinda strolled through the garden and stood before Kyson.