Chapter 192 Some Clues
Flora's POV:
As soon as I walked out of the dormitory building, I saw a familiar figure standing under a tree from afar.
Warren had changed into sportswear, looking very athletic and handsome. He was not as embarrassed and disheveled as last night.
When he saw me come out, he jogged straight to me, carrying a delicate pink bag in his hand.
"What do you want?" I pursed my lips and asked grumpily. The atmosphere grew awkward as soon as I saw him.
"You weren't in the canteen this morning, so I brought you some food," he said, shuffling from one foot to the other nervously.
I turned my head away. I didn't want to talk to him. "I'm not hungry. Eat it yourself."
"Just eat it when you do get hungry. Today's class will be long." After saying that, Warren shoved the bag into my hands and abruptly ran away.
I watched him leave wordlessly, clutching the pink bag in my hands. Why did he run? Was I that scary?
Brows furrowed, I opened the bag angrily.
The bag was surprisingly big and there were all kinds of desserts in it. They each looked so delicate and lovely in their little plastic boxes. It was as though each dessert was carefully and thoughtfully packed. As a she-wolf with a strong character, of course I wouldn't allow myself to take his gift just like that. I put everything back inside the bag and reluctantly took it with me to the classroom, intending to return it to Warren when I saw him.
But little did I know that Harry would eat them all while I was in the bathroom.
When I saw the empty plastic boxes and Harry, who was burping loudly, I was too angry to say a word.
"Thank you, Flora," he said, licking the cake crumb off his fingers. "I asked you to bring me breakfast yesterday, but I didn't expect you'd actually bring me something to eat! Where did you buy these desserts anyway? They taste even better than those made by our family cook."
"Damn you!" I pinched Harry's cheek angrily. "I'm gonna kill you!"
Just then, Warren entered the classroom. When he passed by me, he glanced at the empty boxes. Embarrassed, I buried my face in my hands. Before I could pluck up the courage to explain, Warren smiled and walked to his seat in the back of the classroom.
I pressed my fingers against my temple, feeling a little peeved.
He definitely misunderstood me now. Although it was just food, I always believed that I shouldn't take other people's things, or else I would owe them. Moreover, our relationship was in an awkward state right
now.
But I didn't stew for too long. I soon realized that Sylvia was absent.
"Why isn't Sylvia here?" Harry leaned over and whispered.
"I don't know." I was confused, too.
Yesterday, when we talked on the phone, Sylvia said that she would only skip the morning exercises, but she was going to attend class.
Just as I was pulling out my phone to call Sylvia, Maya came over and whispered that something had happened to Sylvia.
My mind went completely blank. How could something have happened to her with Rufus by her side?
I hurriedly followed Maya to the hospital. I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw the unconscious Sylvia lying in bed. She looked weak and pale as a ghost.
"What happened?" I cried, trembling. I reached for her hand and found that it was cold as ice. "She was fine yesterday..."
"She was poisoned."
A deep male voice sounded from behind me. When I turned around, I found Rufus by the doorway. His demeanor was cold, but the dark circles under his eyes betrayed his exhaustion. "But how?" I didn't understand. How could anyone dare to hurt Sylvia when Rufus was with her?
"We found that her school uniform was laced with a chronic poison."
"School uniform?!" I was shocked. Suddenly, I remembered the affair between Lucy and her secret lover. So I relayed to Rufus that Sylvia and I had caught Lucy having sex with a man the other night. "Since Lucy and Prince Richard confirmed their relationship, she had dropped out of school and moved into the royal palace," I explained. "That means she couldn't have gotten close to Sylvia, so the only possible suspect left is Lucy's secret lover." I pulled at my hair remorsefully. "But we didn't see his face, nor did we know who he was. What should we do now? If we go to confront Lucy now, without any evidence, it will only make things worse..."
While saying that, something dawned on me. "Wait a second. The school uniform Sylvia's been wearing is new; she lost her button so she applied for a new set of uniform later. She hasn't taken it off outside the school premises. How could Lucy or her lover have the chance to put poison on it?"
Rufus sneered. "Then there is only one possibility: that this has something to do with the teaching affairs office."