You, Me and Our Genius Twins

Chapter 461

"You worry too much, Aunt Yelena," Austin argued. "You're not the only one who handles Harvey's food. The nannies and servants do that as well. Perhaps they're the ones who did this."

"True." Harvey said, "Of course, we're going to suspect the non-family members first. Isn't that right?"

Clayton looked at Yelena calmly. "And that's why we need to call the cops. To prove your innocence. I won't let anyone slander you if you're innocent."

He never suspected Yelena of being the mastermind. She was usually sweet to Harvey, and he thought she was a good stepmother, but the monetary dispute earlier sowed some seeds of suspicion in his heart.

Is she actually as nice to Harvey as I think? No. The moment money is involved, her true colors are revealed. She's only nice to Harvey to keep us fooled long enough to get what she wants.

Thus, his trust in Yelena was lost.

If Leigh's speculation of the case was true, then even if she managed to heal Harvey, Yelena could still sabotage him again. And she can wait until we let our guard down. I have to find out the truth.

Panic welled within Yelena's heart. Never would she expect things to take a turn for the worse.

Five years had passed since tragedy struck Harvey. Everyone thought it was caused by an overdose of hormone pills. None of them thought otherwise, but now they were suddenly going to call the cops, which made her nervous. The cops will find out what I did easily.

She never spiked Harvey's food after his body was ruined and there were probably no traces left in the house, but there must be traces elsewhere. She had to purchase an ungodly amount of hormone pills to turn Harvey into the size of an elephant.

There was no way the hormone pills would appear out of nowhere—she would have to buy them. Yes, she did disguise herself and purchase the hormone pills from more than one pharmacy, but hormone pills were controlled medication and every purchase would be recorded.

The cops could even capture genius serial killers, let alone a small-time criminal like her. Once the state was involved, she would be found out. If the cops found evidence of her crime, she would be charged with intentional tort. Not even her family could call the case off, especially not when a public prosecutor was involved. The only fate that would await her was jail.

All the color drained from her face. Her heart thumped, sweat poured forth from her forehead, and her legs buckled. Anyone could see there was something wrong with her. Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

The warmth in Clayton's gaze faded away quickly. "You might want to take a look in the mirror. You look like a ghost. Why are you so nervous?"

"I-I'm not nervous." Beads of sweat trickled down her forehead. "I-I just don't want the cops to suspect me for anything I didn't do. And we shouldn't air any dirty laundry to the public. Harvey's condition is treatable, isn't it? We don't have to involve any cops in this."

"You have zero credibility," Clayton snapped. "You think we're idiots? No, I don't think so. I don't want to involve the cops either. I don't want everyone to call you a criminal. That'll hurt Chester's reputation. Come clean and I won't have to call the cops."

"No, I didn't do this. I didn't!" Yelena shook her head violently.

She could never confess to her crimes. A confession would cost her everything—her fame, prestige, her wealth… everything. If the cops found out what she did, there would be no turning back. Straight to jail, she would go. She was between a rock and a hard place now. Sweat was pouring down her head even more profusely, and she trembled.

What she said didn't matter. Her reaction was answer enough for Clayton. With disappointment in his voice, he said, "So you're the one behind this. Why? Why did you do this to him? Did you forget what you promised me before I married you? I only married you because you said you'd treat him like he's your own. But why? Why did you do this to him?"

The line of questioning made Yelena snap. She balled her fists in fury, her face twisted in anger. She roared, "Why? You know why! Twenty years I've been married to you, and all you care about is Harvey! You don't care about me or Chester! I gave you my best years, but you gave me nothing!"

Tears streamed down her cheeks. "You always give the best things to Harvey! What about me? What about Chester? I'm your wife and Chester's your son, but we're nothing compared to Harvey!"

She never wanted to do this. The shadow of crime haunted her like a ghost. She was worried someone might find out what she did. It would mean jail time for her, but she didn't have a choice.

Clayton only cared about Harvey, and Harvey was the top guy of his generation in the Walker Family. He was Clayton's pride and joy. If Harvey's momentum was not stopped, then her son would never have had any chance to get the inheritance.

Right after Harvey got into college, Clayton was already letting him work at the company. Moreover, he

didn't even let him start from the bottom level. Harvey was granted the position of Clayton's assistant, where Clayton taught him how to manage the company.

Everyone called him the future heir.

She overheard that one day, and it annoyed her. His mother died. I'm the lady of the house. Clayton and I run this family together. I contribute more to the family than Harvey's mother ever could. The company should belong to Chester, not Harvey!

But she never brought that up with Clayton. She knew Harvey's mother was the only woman Clayton cared about, and Harvey was the only one in the family Clayton cared about. Not to mention Harvey was the first in line for the company. Inheriting the company was to be expected, so even if she brought the idea of giving the company to Chester, Clayton could just dismiss it.

The only way to make her son the successor was to ruin Harvey. She must ruin his life. Clayton only had two sons. If Harvey was ruined, then Chester would naturally become heir.