Selma Payne's POV:
A lightning bolt suddenly struck the cloudless clear sky, followed by a light rain that fell like beads of rain, bending the camellia seedlings that the gardener had carefully taken care of.
Emma sobbed silently while I looked at the rain outside the window and sighed heavily.
There were already clues about this.
Starting from Benson, the Intelligence Department had already investigated all the people related to that day, including the most suspicious, Bertha. But be it the servant or anyone else, there was no suspicion. After many investigations, the Intelligence Department finally confirmed that the wine was not poisoned that day but had long been swapped.
From the very beginning, this bottle of wine was poisoned.
So, I followed the origin of each bottle of wine and found that everything was normal. No compelling clues regarding the origin, transportation, or other aspects could be found.
