Chapter 367
Dahlia waited until around six when the cook finally arrived with her dinner. The cook was relieved to see Madam Grant in good condition. He really thought that he would see a bloody scene the moment he entered the ward.
The cook closed the door behind him and pushed the food trolley to the bed, "I’m glad you’re able to protect yourself, Madam. When I saw Marlon Grant with his men, I thought he’d finish you off."
Dahlia chuckled.
She returned the knife to the cook and said, "It will take him much more than that to kill me. I’m more resilient than you thought."
The cook nodded.
Honestly, he found it impressive that Madam Grant could still maintain her sanity after being unjustly thrown into this mental hospital and trapped in this small prison, completely isolated from the outside world even though she was not insane at all.
She was also thrown out at the worst time possible because she was still grieving her son’s death.
That’s why the cook finally agreed to help the old woman, thinking she deserved to be happy and safe.
"I’m sorry that I can’t be much help, Madam. All I can do is ensure you don’t get poisoned."
Dahlia smiled. She stared at the young man in front of her.
He looked like an honest young man, probably got this job to fend for himself.