"Come here, take this package."
Old Madam Luo summoned the nanny to her side, "This is something good. Find a way to give it to your nephew, and make sure he gets it to the Second to consume. Once he does, I'll be at ease."
"This..." The nanny hesitated, worried that this matter might implicate her nephew if something went wrong.
"Don't worry, this thing is colorless and tasteless, it's a good thing," Old Madam Luo chuckled, "Everyone says that old man died of illness, but it's a pity no one knew that without this thing, he might not have gone so quickly."
"My daughter is dead, my son is useless, and as long as he lives, he will divide the Luo Family among those little bastards. In that case, it's better to let him die."
