As I leaned against the wall near the doctor's office door, I could hear the conversation unfolding inside where Carlotta had just entered.
"Tsk!" I sighed, a mix of disbelief and frustration washing over me.
How could Carlotta be involved in poisoning Jestony, and to think she was conspiring with his doctor to keep it hidden?
A few minutes later, Carlotta emerged, momentarily taken aback to see me waiting outside. She hesitated, clearly torn before stepping out.
When our eyes met, she quickly looked away, unable to hold my gaze for long.
“C-Clark! What are you doing here?” she stammered, her words shaky.
“I never thought you were capable of this, Carlotta,” I replied, unable to hide my dismay.
Her expression grew serious as she met my gaze again.
“You have no idea what torture he
