Serenity kept an eye on Ms. Newman and saw that the latter did not give the cup of drugged wine to anyone else, nor did she drink it herself. Serenity was a little curious. What was Ms. Newman planning?

Soon, she got her answer.

It was not that Ms. Newman did not want to give the glass of wine to anyone, but the person she wanted to give it to had just arrived.

A motorcycle drove into the Dowling family villa. In the yard full of luxury cars, the motorcycle stood out like a sore thumb.

The person who rode the motorcycle was a girl in her twenties, but she was not the center of attention here. The focus was on the woman sitting behind her while holding a bouquet of flowers. When she got off the motorcycle, she waved a white cane to feel about the road ahead and slowly walked forward.

She was blind!

Serenity put down her glass and sat upright, watching the blind girl slowly walk toward the large lawn with the bouquet in one hand and the white cane in the other.

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