Chapter 907

Suzanne swiftly intervened since her legs were perfectly fine. She stopped Marsha from sipping the chicken noodle soup. Consuming it could lead to trouble. Cheryl exhaled in relief when Suzanne blocked the attempt. Marsha stared at them, puzzled. "The soup is still hot. Why can't I have it?" She inhaled the aroma and grinned. "It smells delicious too." Just from the looks of it, she could tell that the person had really put effort into making it. Suzanne sighed, gazing at her helplessly. "You can't have this. It's been drugged." She then headed to the restroom and poured the entire soup down the drain. It would be a big problem if anyone else came by later and attempted to consume it. Marsha watched Suzanne head to the bathroom and then turned to Cheryl, asking, "What happened?" How could someone drug perfectly good soup? With a sigh, Cheryl explained Roxanne's actions. Outraged, Marsha smacked her palm on the armrest while settling onto the couch. "Are there really people