“Preposterous!" Maggie retorted, her internal panic growing.

Gerard's voice cut through the tense air. “Have the medicine package examined immediately. And if I find out the culprit..."

His chilling gaze landed on Maggie. “Their whole family will answer for it."

How dare someone target his son in such a manner?

The weight of his gaze bore down on Maggie, who felt the immense pressure of his wrath. Gerard's power was palpable, and she was certain he would enact his threats.

Her nervousness was evident, and the surrounding onlookers could gauge the situation. A collective sentiment of disdain and loathing began to form against her.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Harris. I just didn't want you to be misled by such a wicked woman!" Tears streamed down Maggie's face as she collapsed in desperation, realizing they would indeed check for fingerprints.

Bathed in the dimming sunset, Gerard looked every inch the dominant figure, akin to a king surveying his subjects. "You framed her for that reason?"

“I just... I wanted you to see her for who she truly is. She doesn't deserve you." Maggie's voice quivered with fear.

“The worth of an individual is mine to judge." Gerard's chilling tone came through. "The audacity of the Lewis family is astounding."

A wave of dread surged through Maggie. "Mr. Harris, I beg you, please... It's my fault. Just tell me what to do."

Just then, Jerrold stepped out of the restroom, looking frail. The once vibrant shine in his eyes was now dimmed. Lilah's heart ached at the sight of him, and she pulled him into a tight embrace.

She then approached Maggie, and without a word, her hand connected with Maggie's cheek in a sharp slap.

Staring down at the kneeling woman, Lilah spoke in an icy voice.

“That was for Jerrold. Your malevolence will be your downfall, Maggie."

Maggie's face was contorted with rage, yet she knew better than to retaliate.

She glared at Lilah as she was leaving with Jerrold, bitterness filling her eyes.

"Return her to the Lewis family residence. Let them deal with their own," Gerard commanded, his tone frosty.

He escorted Lilah and Jerrold home, while Maggie was unceremoniously shoved into a car.

Upon arriving at the Lewis family residence, Maggie had contemplated seeking solace from her parents. Yet, she hadn't anticipated the severe beating that awaited her.

The moment she stepped inside, a whip connected with her skin, almost making her stumble. Maggie's entire being trembled as searing pain shot through her body.

Alden Lewis, her father, was relentless in the whipping.

"How could you, Maggie? After all the care, love, and resources we've provided, you tarnish our name in public! How could you be so thoughtless?"

“Dad! Dad, I truly regret it!" Maggie cried out in pain, her remorse palpable and raw. Each lash left a wound on her skin.