After the New Year's Eve Tragedy Her Icy Return novel Chapter 142

Chapter 142 A Twisted Plan

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Although Helen hadn’t stepped out of her room, she could still hear bits and pieces of Caroline’s voice drifting through the house.

So when her mother mentioned Caroline, Helen didn’t bother to hide the burning resentment in her heart. She plopped down hard on the bed and said, “Yeah, she’s here. She’s out in the living room talking to Jamie.”

A sly smile crept across Alaina’s face. “And? How are things going between them? Is there hope?”

It would be perfect if Jamie could pull it off and win Caroline over–it would save Alaina the trouble of scheming further.

Helen pouted her lips and asked, “Hope? Not a chance. Caroline clearly looks down on Jamie. Don’t waste your breath.”

Honestly, Jamie had just acted like a complete wimp in front of Caroline–not a trace of manliness to be found.

Alaina’s smile vanished, replaced by a sharp, sinister scowl. “Hmph. That decision isn’t up to her anymore.”

She reached into her pocket and pulled out a small plastic pouch filled with white powder, handing it to Helen. “Take this. In a little while, I’ll find an excuse to get Caroline out of the kitchen. When she’s not looking, you pour this into her drink.”

Helen’s eyes widened as she stared at the bag. “Mom, what is this? Will it actually work?”

Back in the kitchen, her mother had told her the plan: Caroline was going to end up in bed with Jamie today, no matter what. And not only that–they were going to invite the nosiest neighbor over to witness it all.

Once word got out, Caroline wouldn’t have a choice. She’d have to marry Jamie, whether she wanted to or

not.

It was a twisted plan, but Helen had to admit–it was clever.

Still, her mom hadn’t mentioned how she planned to actually make it happen.

Alaina lowered her gaze to the white powder in her hand, eyes narrowing. “Relax. It’s just a sleeping aid. That whole bag is enough to knock her out for several hours.”

And with those few hours, not only would the neighbor have time to spread the word, but Carolin brothers would also return home just in time to witness the fallout.

Sleeping aid?

That immediately reminded Helen of the last time she tried something similar. Back then, she had also used sleeping pills, trying to have Caroline committed to a psych ward.

The pills had worked–but in the end, she was the one who got burned.

Thinking about it made her jaw tighten with fury.

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