Her expression changed drastically. She shook her head violently, trying to deny James' allegations. “No. I did not. I didn't change. You killed me. I won't ever let this matter slide. Stop with your nonsense, James Lann!”
“It's the truth.” James snorted coldly. His voice was so loud that even Lucian and Roxanne heard him through the door.
Jones twisted his hands together, pacing back and forth. Worry kept niggling his mind, for he was afraid of anything unexpected incidents.
“Don't forget this, Aunt Sheba. You tried to poison your sister. You wanted to hurt and cripple her so you could be with my dad forever, right?”
James made up his mind. I need to use poison to fight poison. I have no choice, even if 'Aunt Sheba' would resort to crazier actions.
“No. I didn't do that. It wasn't me, James!”
“Don't try to deny it anymore, Aunt Sheba. It was you. You even tried to stop me from telling the others. Aunt Sheba, why? Why is it wrong for me to inform my mom about what happened?”
A long-time professional in psychology, James had never thought he would come face-to-face with consciousness one day, trying to reason with it. Consciousness was different from subconsciousness.
The subconscious mind will follow the patient's will, but the conscious mind does not.
“The one who ended up killing me is you!”
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