"That's for the best." Emily squinted. "It'll be great if she can really become depressed and fall ill. Then, she will be so weak that I don't have to worry about her anymore."

Frances forced a laugh. "Ms. Collins, you don't have anything to worry about. Deirdre is simply inferior to you in every way. If things go according to plan, you can definitely have the last laugh."

"Really?" Emily secretly squeezed her palms tightly.

Brendan stayed by her side only because he was hypnotized. Brendan's only child was the child he had with Deirdre. Everything she owned was like a piece of glass. If it fell off her hands, everything would break into pieces. Thus, she couldn't be at ease at all. Deirdre must die!

"The drug I gave you, have you been administering it to Deirdre recently?"

Frances nodded, and Emily smiled proudly.

"After Deirdre consumes the drug for another three days, she will die quietly in the basement after Brendan and I go on our honeymoon, and no one will be able to know