"What made the servant attack him?" Yasmin continued asking with the same shocked look. "How badly injured is he? Is he okay?"
"Hmm… he is fine. The wound is not deep. But…" He stopped talking and squinted at her as if considering something. "Do you remember the waiter who served you a drink?"
Yasmin pulled her eyebrows as if she was wondering why he had suddenly changed the topic. "Is there any connection with that waiter?"
"Yes. They claimed he mixed sleeping pills into your drink before leading you to the storeroom and locking you up."
"Ow..." Her mouth formed a big 'O'. That waiter's dimple flashed across her mind.
"When Sean interrogated him, he attacked him with a knife and fled," Declan continued in a flat tone. He was not sure why he didn't want to believe this story. Yet, he told her everything he had learned to get some clue from her.
