I’ll Handle These Two Idiots Chapter 14

I’ll Handle These Two Idiots Chapter 14

Aunt Isabella was visibly touched by the gesture.

But something felt off.

He was too subdued. It was unnatural.

I watched as he stared intently at the wineglass, his hand trembling as he held the bottle.

“Aunt Isabella, wait!”

I snatched the glass from her hand and rushed to the kitchen.

I found a drug test strip in the first-aid kit and dipped it into the wine.

The strip instantly turned a dark, menacing black.

That color meant it was laced with a powerful sedative and a heart medication. A high enough dose would be lethal.

“Bruno, you—”

Aunt Isabella stared at the test strip, her body shaking with rage.

Realizing he’d been caught, Bruno collapsed to the floor.

“Mom, I’m sorry! Tiffany made me do it!”

“We could barely afford to eat. She said she couldn’t believe you’d be so cruel to your own son.”

“She said… you only have one son. That everything you have will be mine eventually. She said if you just got sick, you’d have to call me back…”

Aunt Isabella stared at the blackened test strip, her voice hollow.

“You weren’t trying to make me sick.”

“You wanted me dead so you could take my money.”

“You have disappointed me more than I thought possible.”

“No, Mom! I didn’t think that! I swear, I know I was wrong!”

Bruno sat on the floor, sobbing and trying to explain himself.

But it was too late.

Aunt Isabella’s trust in him was completely shattered.

“Leave.”

“From this day forward, I have no son.”

Bruno turned to me, his face streaked with tears.

“Blythe, help me. Please, say something to her.”

I kicked his hand away.

“Get out. You heard her.”