Not A Small-Town Girl
Chapter 109-2

The few of them looked numb and resentful as they looked at Vivian.

"Alright, I’ll stop taking pictures of you guys.

Seriously, I haven’t even mentioned how you’re hogging all the space on my phone! Come on, baby girl, let’s take a photo together. Daughters are better than sons." Vivian pulled Danielle over and started taking photos.

"I want to take photos too." Howard joined them.

"Matthew, why aren’t you being mean?" Xavier started teasing Matthew again. Every time, he couldn’t win the argument but insisted on doing it.

"Even if I wanted to be mean, it would be to you, you little blabbermouth, sniveling crybaby." Matthew, true to his reputation as a top lawyer, delivered a killer opening line.

"You..." Xavier was angered by Matthew. He stuttered for a long time without saying anything.

"Xavier, look at you. You can’t win against Matthew every time, but you’re unconvinced." Austin looked at Xavier bickering with amusement.

"That’s because I won’t lower myself to the level of that mean man. I’m magnanimous." Xavier snorted.

At this moment, in the Johnson family in Soufield, Jaden sat on the sofa coldly and expressionlessly. His dark gaze swept across the trembling servants in the living room.

He said, "I’ll give you a chance to take the initiative to confess. I can deal with it lightly. If I take the initiative to find out, you’ll lose the last chance I’ll give you."

All the servants lowered their heads and did not dare to look at Jaden. Usually, they were very afraid of him. Now that they saw his gloomy face, they were so frightened.

Jaden had a cigarette clamped between his lips, the glow of the cherry flickering red, his expression unreadable. "You still have one minute to take the initiative to confess." The servants said, "Mr. Johnson, we really didn’t do anything."

"Yes, Mr. Johnson, what exactly happened?"

"We’ve been working here a few years."

At this moment, the servant who did not know anything was puzzled. The servant who had poisoned was covered in cold sweat. She knew how ruthless Jaden was. If she was really caught, he would definitely kill her. She had to calm down.

’Mr. Johnson must be unaware of who the real poisoner is. His actions are likely intended to see who appears guilty, to observe who betrays a sense of fear. Yes, that must be it. At this moment, the young maid kept reminding herself internally, trying to calm her nerves.

Jaden glanced at his watch and began the countdown. "Five, four, three, two, one."

"Mr. Johnson, I’ve found it." A burly bodyguard walked in.