"My little princess, happy birthday,"
Evan Palmer brought out a beautifully wrapped gift.
Maria Carter forced a faint smile, thinking about what Emily Parker had said earlier, hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but ask,
"Dad, the laxative you gave me today, was it really just a laxative?"
Evan Palmer, hearing this, a flicker of unusual color flashed in his eyes, had Maria Carter discovered something?
How could that be possible? Maria Carter and his mother were both naive, how could she notice anything wrong with the medicine.
Evan Palmer laughed,
"Of course, it was just a laxative.
Did you give it to Emily Parker?"
Upon hearing this, Maria Carter breathed a sigh of relief; between her father and Emily Parker, she naturally chose to believe her father.
"Ugh, don't mention it, women are too cunning. She didn't drink the beverage.
Dad, you're right, that woman is just too crafty, my brother is no match for her.
