Poisoned?Amelia glanced at the glass that was shattered and at the broken glass and milk that had spilled on the ground.“She poisoned the milk?” Amelia asked to be sure that she had heard well.Nodding her head, her eyes squinted. “Yes, it is poisoned. Uncle asked me to interrogate Mara, and when I did, she told me what she poisoned.”It was too much for Amelia to bear; she couldn't stay a minute with that girl in the house. Her life was taken, and so was the life of her baby.“Viktor, could you tell Leonid to get her out of the house?” Amelia asked.Mila raised her hand. “Would it be okay if I broke one of her hands before she left?”"No, Mila, that is not ladylike.” Amelia corrected her.Pouting, she grumbled. “Who cares if it is not ladylike? She tried to hurt you, and you want to let her go? That's stupidity; she is going to come back for you, and at that time we might not be able to save you.”Amelia stared at the girl in front of her. Mila had a point, if she let Mara go. Mara
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