“Ah! You lunatic, pulling off something this huge—did you think you could pin it on us?”
Jillian suddenly lunged forward, wanting to thrash Leah.
But seeing Leah’s pathetic, half-dead state, Jillian held back. What if she accidentally killed her?
Leah collapsed on the ground, pale as a sheet. She didn't even have the strength to support her own weight anymore.
Her lips trembled as she kept repeating, “Spare me, please spare me. As long as you let me off, I’ll do anything you want for the rest of my life...”
Of course, Mira was just scaring her. The amount of medicine in the glass wasn't nearly enough to be fatal.
At most, it was an attempted assault that might carry a minor sentence.
But her future would be completely destroyed.
Even a few months behind bars would leave a massive stain on her permanent record.
If Mira didn't forgive her, Aethelgard University would likely expel her.
However, if word got out, it would drag down the university's reputation.
Besides, too many things had happened around Mira over the past few months. Another scandal would inevitably affect her own standing.
The small dosage wasn't out of the mastermind's mercy. Aspirin was slightly soluble, but Warfarin was practically insoluble in water.
Mira had been drinking pure, crystal-clear water.
If the dosage had been too high, the powder would have been painfully obvious, ruining the entire plot at a glance.
Mira pondered for a moment. "I suppose I could give you a chance to redeem yourself."
"I'll do it, I'll do it! As long as you don't report me, I'll do absolutely anything."
Like a drowning woman clinging to a lifeline, Leah scrambled up and sat back on her heels. Her eyes lit up as she stared at Mira.
"Anything? Even if I told you to eat dirt?" Jillian asked.


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