Tiana Thorne stared at her unblinkingly, not missing any expression, her voice low and deliberate: "Tell me, who gave you this drug?"
Whitney Lynch spoke with utmost emotion: "No one gave it to me, I really didn't poison you. I may have shown favoritism, but I wouldn't go that far against you. After all, you're my daughter too, I carried you for ten months, how could I bear to?"
She knew that from childhood, Tiana Thorne yearned most for her mother's love, and she instinctively played the family card.
Even so, Tiana caught a fleeting panic in her eyes.
Heh.
Motherly love, such a luxurious thing, was once something she craved, but that was only in the past.
