AMELIA'S GODFATHER, THE GENERAL

"Miss He?" General Han Xing inquired further, his piercing gaze fixed on the cook. "How much did this Ms. He find you, and what exactly did she ask you to do?"

The visibly nervous cook confessed, "I was receiving an annual payment of one million dollars, with the promise of an extra million upon successful completion of the task. My duty was to secretly add a specific pill to Mrs. Yang's daily meals. The person who handed me the money was also the person who provided me with the pills and found me at the bar where I work as a waitress." The cook's hands trembled slightly as she spoke, her voice wavering under the weight of her confession.

General Han Xing gazed at the cook with a furrowed brow. "Do you have any evidence to validate your claims?" he inquired, his tone skeptical yet probing. His eyes never left hers, watching for any sign of deceit.