Chapter 261
"What happens if a cancer patient eats it?" Christina's voice trembled, her lips quivering as she refused to back down.
It was obvious she was still in shock.
"Over time..." The doctor's eyes were dark and unreadable. "A patient in the mid-stages of cancer would progress to the late stages within a month, and those in the late stages would have their death hastened."
It was a silent killer.
Such a method was terrifyingly effective.
In an instant, Christina felt a chill run through her entire body, as if she had fallen into an ice cave.
In a daze, Christina couldn't even remember how she walked out of the hospital.
She just felt cold all over, her legs weak.
Who could it be?
Who wanted to harm her mother?
At this moment, Christina felt like a soulless shell, wandering aimlessly down the street.
Suddenly!
A car approached from a distance.
It almost hit Christina, and the driver rolled down the window, shouting.
"Are you blind? Can't you see the road?"
"If you want to die, don't do it on the street!"
Stunned for a moment, Christina snapped back to reality, her face breaking into a desperate cry.
She felt like she needed to cry out all her pain and frustration.
The hatred for her mother's killer was overwhelming.
About half an hour later, Christina's mood had slightly improved.
She calmed herself down, her face showing an unprecedented determination.
"Mom, don't worry, I will get justice for you!"
Christina's voice was eerily calm, but her heart was consumed by hatred.
All she could think about now was revenge.
She needed to find out who was responsible for her mother's death.
The phone rang.
Seeing the caller ID, Christina composed herself and answered, "Hello, what's up?"
On the other end, William noticed Christina's heavy breathing.
He hesitated, "Have you been crying?"
"No."
Christina wiped her face and adjusted her voice.
She tried to make her voice sound less nasal.
She didn't have the patience to continue the conversation and couldn't help but ask, "What do you need?"
William lightly touched his watch, his eyes downcast.
The glass reflected William's slightly sorrowful expression.
"Nothing much, I just noticed you haven't been in a good mood lately and thought about taking you and Harper out for some fun."
Mentioning Harper made Christina's heart ache.
She quickly composed herself and forced a smile, "I've been busy lately. Please take care of Harper for me!"
"I'll let you know once I've handled everything!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she hung up the phone without a moment's hesitation.
Christina knew what William wanted to ask, but she didn't give him an answer.
She knew William liked her, but she selfishly used his affection to achieve her goals.
Thinking about it, Christina's lips curled into a self-mocking smile.
"Christina, you think you're so smart!"
"In the end, you don't even know who killed your mother!"
With a cold laugh, Christina began her investigation.
She needed to start by looking into the medication.
Moonleaf was a common herb, available through many channels.
But how did the person know the ingredients of her mother's daily medicine?
It had to be someone close to her!
Christina decided to start by checking the online shopping accounts of those around her.
Her primary suspect was Raymond!
When a wife dies, the husband is always a suspect!
So Christina hired a private investigator to look into Raymond and his family.
At a café.
The investigator sat across from Christina, wearing sunglasses, and asked, "The accounts you asked me to check, this one has a purchase record!"
"You can see the purchase history and the dates match up!"
Christina looked down and saw it was Parker's account!
Christina's eyes were complicated as she looked at the computer, "Just this one?"
Her tone was filled with doubt.
"Just this one!" The investigator frowned impatiently, "Don't you trust me?"
"Yes, but this matter requires extreme caution!"
Parker?
But Christina couldn't understand why he would harm her mother.
There didn't seem to be any deep-seated hatred between them!
"Is there any other useful information?" Christina asked, trying to keep her emotions in check.
The investigator's smile deepened.
He gestured with his fingers.
"Of course there is!"
"But the price..."
Before he could finish, Christina interrupted, "Money is not an issue!"
"As long as you can find the key to this problem, I'll pay you whatever it takes!"
Christina's words were firm, like a rose blooming in the cold wind.
The cunning private investigator immediately pulled out a stack of photos.
"These were taken earlier, showing Parker and his mom having coffee. He gave her these things."
"He hasn't bought Moonleaf in the past month!"
Sure enough!
Christina felt a chill down her spine!
Her gaze fell on the photo of Mira Collins.
Mira was her stepfather's ex-wife!
She was also Parker's biological mother!
In Christina's world, all the surrounding sounds disappeared, leaving only a dark light.
"So it was her," Christina muttered to herself.
After paying the private investigator a hefty fee, Christina walked out of the café, feeling lost.
She couldn't believe it was Mira!
Why would Mira want to harm her mother?
Was it for the inheritance, or something else?
The intense sense of betrayal made Christina's heart ache.
She instinctively pulled her coat tighter, seeking more security.
No!
She couldn't just sit and wait any longer!
Realizing this, Christina immediately gave the private investigator more money to look into Mira's recent activities.
Mira was planning a charity auction, scheduled for tomorrow night!
"Perfect opportunity!"
Christina's face lit up with a vengeful smile, her eyes reflecting the thrill of revenge.
She would tear off Mira's mask!
The next morning.
Christina wrapped her hand in a white cloth and dressed in black.
Before leaving, she glanced at her mother's portrait.
Her eyes welled up, tears slowly streaming down.
"Mom, I will get justice for you!"
She turned and left, her steps resolute.
Today, she would make Parker and his mother pay in blood!
With this thought, Christina took her mother's portrait and stepped out of the house. Suddenly, she felt a heavy blow to the back of her head.