After surviving my ordeal, I learned that the school beauty had given birth to twins for me.

Chapter 105: Bribing the Nanny, Jiang Zhenbang is Poisoned

"Fine! Jiang Zhenbang, you've got it!" Liu Wanhua trembled with rage, gritting her teeth as she said, "He found out a little bit of the truth and thinks he can just kick us, mother and daughter, aside? Not so easy!"

Jiang Manli panicked too, grabbing Liu Wanhua's arm and crying as she said:

"Mom! What do we do?! All my cards are frozen! I was shopping with my friend just now, and the card wouldn't swipe when I tried to buy a bag. It's so embarrassing! Jiang Zhenbang really doesn't want us anymore!"

"What's the panic!" Liu Wanhua snapped, forcing herself to calm down. "We still have one last trump card! The Mother-Child Gu that Qingxuan left us before he died is still in our hands!"

Her eyes flashed with a sinister light as she looked in the direction of the hospital, a cold smile playing on her lips.

"Does he think he can get away with just shutting us out? Does he think he can control us by freezing our assets? I have plenty of ways to make him obey."

That afternoon, Liu Wanhua found Aunt Li, the nanny who was responsible for delivering nutritious meals to Jiang Zhenbang.

Aunt Li worked for the Jiang family for five years, always diligent and honest, and was one of the few people Jiang Zhenbang trusted.

Liu Wanhua placed a bank card with 500,000 yuan on the table in front of Aunt Li.

"There's 500,000 in this card." Liu Wanhua looked at Aunt Li, her tone icy.

"If you do one thing for me, this money is yours. After it's done, I'll give you another 500,000 yuan so you can take your sick son back to your hometown and live a life of comfort."

Aunt Li stared at the bank card, her eyes wide with disbelief. Her son had leukemia and desperately needed money for a bone marrow transplant; this million yuan was her son's life-saving money.

After hesitating for a moment, she gritted her teeth and said, "Madam, please tell me what you want me to do. As long as I can do it."

Liu Wanhua took a small oil paper packet out of her bag and handed it to her:

"Tomorrow morning, add this to Jiang Zhenbang's millet porridge. Remember, he must drink it all; not a drop should be left. And no one should find out."

Aunt Li took the oil paper package, her hands trembling slightly. "Madam, what... what is this? Won't this cause someone's death?"

"Don't worry, it's just a little calming tonic." Liu Wanhua smiled, but her eyes held no warmth.

"No one will die. As long as you do as I say, the money is yours. But if you dare tell anyone, you and your son will be dead."

Aunt Li trembled with fright, quickly stuffed the oil paper package into her bosom, and nodded vigorously: "I understand, Madam, I will do as you say. Don't worry, no one will find out."

The next morning at seven o'clock, Aunt Li delivered the nutritious meal to the ward on time.

Jiang Zhenbang was leaning against the headboard, staring blankly at Shen Jiao's photo. Sunlight streamed through the window and fell on him, but it couldn't dispel the weariness and guilt in his eyes.

"Mr. Jiang, your breakfast is ready." Aunt Li placed the thermos on the bedside table, her voice trembling slightly, and she didn't dare to look up at him.

Jiang Zhenbang did not suspect her.

He never imagined that the nanny who had worked in his house for five years and was usually too afraid to even speak loudly had been bribed by Liu Wanhua for one million yuan.

He picked up the spoon and slowly drank the millet porridge in the bowl. The porridge tasted the same as usual, soft, sticky, and sweet, without any abnormalities.

Unbeknownst to him, the colorless and odorless parasite had already mixed into the warm porridge, traveled down his throat, entered his body, and silently attached itself to his heart.

After finishing her porridge, Aunt Li tidied up the dishes and quickly walked out of the ward with her head down.

As she reached the corner of the corridor, she took out her phone and sent Liu Wanhua a short message with only two words: Success.

The moment Liu Wanhua received the text message, she finally felt relieved.

She looked in the mirror, carefully straightened her clothes, touched up her makeup, and then said to Jiang Manli, who was sitting anxiously on the sofa, "Let's go to the hospital. Now, it's time for us to take back what's rightfully ours."

Jiang Manli was a little scared and grabbed her mother's arm, saying, "Mom, Jiang Zhenbang won't let us go, and he even had his bodyguards beat us up. What should we do?"

"Don't worry." Liu Wanhua sneered, patting the white jade bottle in her pocket. "Now, his life is in our hands. He wouldn't dare do anything to us."

The mother and daughter drove to the hospital, where they were indeed stopped by bodyguards downstairs.

"Madam, Miss, Mr. Jiang has instructed that you are not allowed to go up." The bodyguard captain said expressionlessly, reaching out to block their path.

"Get out of my way!" Liu Wanhua said sharply.

"Manli is Jiang Zhenbang's only daughter. He's sick, so it's only right that she takes care of him! You're just a bodyguard. If you dare to stop me, I'll fire you right now and make sure you can never find a job in Beijing again!"

Just as the two sides were deadlocked, Liu Wanhua quietly took out a white jade bottle and gently pinched the mother Gu inside with her fingertips.

In the ward, Jiang Zhenbang suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if he had been pricked by a thin needle.

He frowned, thinking that his heart was upset again, and reached out to press his chest.

Just then, his phone rang; it was the bodyguard captain calling.

"Mr. Jiang, Madam and Miss insisted on coming up, and we really couldn't stop them."

Jiang Zhenbang's face instantly darkened. He had intended to say he wouldn't see her, but under the control of the mother Gu, an idea inexplicably popped into his mind.

He wanted to see if this mother and daughter still had the nerve to show their faces to him.

"Bring them up," Jiang Zhenbang said coldly. "I want to see what else they have to say."

Soon, the ward door was pushed open, and Liu Wanhua and Jiang Manli walked in.

Jiang Zhenbang leaned against the headboard, looking at them coldly, his eyes devoid of any warmth, only filled with unyielding disgust.

"What are you doing here?" His voice was icy cold.

"Zhenbang, I've come to see you." Liu Wanhua walked to the bedside, a fake smile plastered on her face.

"I heard you fainted yesterday. I was worried all night, so I specially made your favorite black chicken soup to help you recover."

"Don't touch me." Jiang Zhenbang abruptly shoved her hand away, the force so strong that Liu Wanhua staggered. "Liu Wanhua, stop pretending in front of me. I know everything."

"Zhang Guilan told me everything. Twenty-six years ago, you and Liu Qingxuan conspired to switch the two children. You sold my daughter to human traffickers, and you killed Shen Jiao!"

He became increasingly agitated as he spoke, pointing his finger at Liu Wanhua's nose and cursing, "You vicious woman! I was truly blind to have believed you for twenty-six years! I deeply regret ever letting you into the Jiang family!"

He truly regretted not being more vigilant and protecting his wife and daughter more.

This led to them being harmed so badly.

He also hated himself for misjudging people, allowing Liu Wanhua to marry into the Jiang family smoothly. The mother and daughter then usurped his place and even tried to harm his daughter.

Upon hearing his disgusted words, Liu Wanhua's smile vanished instantly.