Dylan Collins thought, of course, after all, Hallie Morgan is also of Winslow bloodline.
However, he suddenly found it strange, Isla Winslow isn't from the Winslow family, so why does she happen to have some resemblance to Hallie, a mere coincidence?
No, he didn't believe in coincidences.
Dylan Collins was pondering when he suddenly felt his head getting heavy.
"Come, come, Dylan, eat some more, you used to love this dish when you were little."
Olive Campbell watched him while constantly feeding him.
Dylan Collins abruptly felt something was wrong. He heavily leaned on the table to stand, his expression tense, his gaze hardened as he looked at Olive Campbell.
"Aunt, what did you make me eat?"
"Wha...nothing, what are you talking about." Olive Campbell tried to play dumb, but her tone was already shaky.
"Nothing? Haven't I tasted this kind of drug before? How could I not know? Aunt, did you drug me?"
