Adrian opened his eyes. He had just found the solution for Rozi's aging issue, and now it felt out of reach again.

“Are you serious?” Adrian asked.

"Of course, I'm serious," Juleen said, "Why would I lie to you?"

Claude sighed. The Green Plum Grass was hard to come by, and the Randells should have sought advice from him when they obtained such a treasure. "You've wasted a precious treasure,” he chided.

"It's none of your business!" Juleen rolled her eyes at Claude.

But the next second, she began weeping. It went without saying that she understood that the tragedy that happened to Randall Manor was likely due to the Green Plum Grass.

Adrian collected himself. He knew that there was no such thing as a free lunch and such valuable things could not be easily obtained. "Who else knows that your family has the Green Plum Grass?" he questioned.

"No one knows." Juleen pouted. "I now believe that Claude isn't the murderer. He has no knowledge of this information." She glanced at Claude