Marinda slammed into the kitchen countertop and smashed everything on the countertop onto the ground, which caused a loud noise.
Naturally, it had alarmed Barkley.
Barkley ran over and saw the way Kathleen had grabbed Marinda's neck with one glance.
Marinda, who had been grabbed by Kathleen, had blood hanging from the corner of her mouth. Her small face was deathly pale, and her entire body was trembling, just like a chick being held by a ferocious beast.
Barkley asked, "Ms. Yates, what is..."
Kathleen had not said anything.
"I'm sorry, Barkley. It's not Ms. Yates' fault. It's my fault!"
"It's all my fault."
"I shouldn't have spilled the milk. I shouldn't have upset Ms. Yates..."
Kathleen frowned.
She threw Marinda down.
Looking at Marinda, who had fallen to the ground, not daring to move at all, she said, "You still dare to put on an act? You were clearly the one who poisoned me just now. That's why I..."
