---- At the mention of Benjamin, Clara's eyes lit up as if she had found a lifeline. "Benjamin, my grandson! Hurry up and clear my name for me. Tell them she was the one who dragged us into the van! We didn't do anything! If you don't believe me, officers, you can ask Benjamin! He's only eight years old. Why would he lie to anyone?" Nodding along, I said, "You're right about that. He can't lie to anyone right now. Benjamin ate some kind of candy and was taken to the hospital to get his stomach pumped. I wonder who would be heinous enough to drug a candy. "You know, I can't believe you'd even hurt your only grandson. Aren't you afraid the family name might die out just like that?" Clara let out a scream before passing out. I kindly pulled the vomit-streaked jacket over her. With that on her, I was sure her cellmates in the lock- up would take excellent care of her. Once everything was settled, I expressed my gratitude ---- to Mr. Zeller and bid him goodbye. Before leaving, he kept lavishing me with praise. "You're all grown up now, Cassandra. You even knew how to defend yourself in a moment of crisis. You knew that your assailant would be terrified if you vomit on him!" I was a bit speechless. How could I have known that? In reality, I was just feeling unwell due to my less- than-ideal lifestyle habits. But that wouldn't be happening anymore. Apart from Sally's Washery, I also brought two diners that served good, hearty food into the neighborhood. Thus, there was always a hot meal available to me during mealtimes. But this time, I had learned my lesson. I wasn't going to be kind to a fault and allow others to take advantage of me again. Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!