Chapter 145: Supervision

"We can talk, don't get too excited," Maya said in a calmer tone. "The materials used here are quite expensive. Let’s not ruin the place." Viennel sneered, "You seem very afraid of dying. You should know how precious life is. If you understand this, why did you help produce those poisonous candies?" Maya replied, "Because I needed money. You saw Henry, my son. He has a congenital intellectual disability. His father abandoned him long ago. If I abandon him too, what will become of him? Henry needs regular medical check-ups. Without money, how can I afford them?" "You only care about your son’s life and not the lives of others’ children," Viennel said angrily. "Do you know how many families you’ve destroyed and how many people have died because of what you produced?" Maya’s expression changed. "I know." "No, you don’t know anything!" Viennel shot back. "You only know that you need money to treat your son, not that others need money to support their families!" "What's done is done.