South Jenkins didn't sleep all night.
The wind outside was fierce. Whenever it blew against the window, she would be startled awake.
She was terrified, panicked, and fearful.
Uncle Olsen had collapsed right in front of her eyes, and she had never been so close to sickness and death in her life.
If Uncle Olsen really didn't have an antidote and just died... could she clear herself of the suspicion of being a murderer?
Not to mention the Olsen family locking her up, she herself felt it was very mysterious.
How could Mr. Olsen just happen to spill his coffee yesterday?
How could she just happen to have disposed of the coffee residue?
If she hadn't disposed of it, they could have tested it to see if there were any poison residue. They could even analyze the composition of the poison.
So, if she's not the suspect, then who is?
South Jenkins was close to crying.
Only when it became fully light did she fall into a drowsy sleep.
