“You’ve actually had quite a bit already.” Her hand rested on the glass as she replied somewhat off-topic.
“Do I look like someone with such a low tolerance for alcohol?” He didn’t wait for her to lift her glass, instead raising his own, gesturing to her, and downed the red wine in one go, then filled his glass again.
Khanyi looked at him. Just now, he had said the wine was poured too full, and now he had filled his glass again. She heard him slowly say, “Wine won’t make me drunk; the only thing that can make me drunk is you.” After saying this, he drank down the wine again.
Khanyi was puzzled as to why he kept drinking glass after glass without touching the food in front of him. Soon, only half a glass remained in front of her.
“Can you bring me another bottle? Today’s wine tastes good.” He said.
She stood up again, went to the wine cabinet, preparing to open another bottle. This time, she thought of the small pill in her pocket. This might be the best opportunity of the night. As she thought of this, her hands couldn’t help but tremble, her mind almost unable to think, mechanically following Irina’s instructions step by step. The small capsule was thus dropped into the red wine at the moment she pulled out the cork. It dissolved instantly. Everything seemed to be happening quietly. He, with his back to the wine cabinet, was clearly a bit tipsy, one hand supporting his forehead, his eyes tightly closed. The sly Irina was hiding in the dark at the entrance of the living room, closely watching her movements…
Khanyi picked up the bottle of wine and walked step by step towards the dining table. He smiled at her, seeing her obediently standing in front of him, preparing to pour wine into his glass. His ice-blue eyes gazed up at her jade-like profile. He gently raised his arm, resting it on her slender waist, pulling her towards him with a bit of force.
She trembled, and the wine bottle slipped from her hands. With a loud crash, the entire bottle shattered on the floor. She immediately jumped up, seeing the scarlet wine splattered everywhere, along with scattered glass shards.
“Did you get hurt?” He immediately grasped her hand, feeling her small hand and entire body trembling. He released her, “I’m really… sorry, I might be a bit drunk.”
She wanted to bend down to pick up the large piece of glass but was stopped by him. She fled the hall and went to the kitchen, where Irina was standing.
“I’m sorry, I can’t do it. Even if I know he’s a heinous devil, I still can’t do it…”
“Gianna, do you know how many lives your mercy will cost? There’s no time for nonsense now; we need to change the plan.” She stared at her tightly, saying sternly, “This time, you don’t need to intervene. Just keep your mouth shut and remain silent!”
“Is it you? Ross, my head feels a bit dizzy.” His hand supported his forehead, eyes tightly closed, veins visible near his temples.
“Perhaps it’s because you’ve had too much to drink. You should go back to your room and rest for a while.” Irina supported him as they walked up the stairs. Khanyi couldn’t help but follow, standing at the door of the second-floor bedroom, watching Irina help the unsteady man onto the bed. He lay down fully clothed, eyes closed, golden hair spread across the white pillow, seemingly already deep in sleep. Irina then slowly walked to the window, closing it tightly and drawing the curtains.
“What do you plan to do?” Khanyi couldn’t help but ask.
“There are many ways to make a person die, not just poisoning. A car accident, or an unexpected fire…”
“Are you going to set a fire?”
“Do you want to stop me? Gianna.”
“No… not at all.”
“Then go back to your room. You have nothing to do here. After a while, when the fire starts, you can take the opportunity to escape. You’ll be free; haven’t you always wanted freedom?”
Khanyi didn’t want to face her anymore. She didn’t want to analyze whether Irina’s position was right or wrong. She ran back to the basement, locked the door, but couldn’t help but go to the window, where she could see the second-floor window already flickering with flames. Irina had already put her plan into action. Yes, he was a heinous devil. She watched the flames burn, knowing she could save him, but she didn’t say a word, just watched everything happen, seeing the flames consume him.
After a while, she heard alarms ringing in the yard. People were in a bit of a panic, gathering from afar around the house, busy extinguishing the fire. However, the fire was growing stronger, making it difficult to put out in a short time.
