Smiling, I took the glass. "Alright, here's to all of you, thank you for your care."

Seeing me finish the drink, Agnes finally looked satisfied and averted her gaze.

But within ten minutes, my face went pale, and I collapsed to the floor, looking extremely unwell.

Mr. Walker panicked, almost jumping out of his seat. "What's going on?! Call an ambulance, now!"

I coughed weakly, barely able to muster the strength to look at Agnes. "I told you, I took cefalexin. Well, you got what you wanted. Please, just leave me alone from now on."

With those words, I passed out. Mr. Walker, furious, turned to Agnes. "What the hell? You knew he took cefalexin, and you still forced him to drink? Didn't I say it was fine if he didn't drink? Were you trying to kill him?"

Agnes was flustered. "No, I didn't know... I thought he was just making excuses..."

Milan quickly chimed in. "River always jokes around, Agnes didn't expect him to actually have taken cefalexin—it's his fault for not making it clear."

Mr. Walker wasn't having any of it. "Enough! No more excuses. There's no way he'd joke about his life!"

The ambulance arrived swiftly, and as they were about to leave, Mr. Walker turned to them with a cold expression, leaving behind one final remark.

"There were always rumors about you and Mr. Walsh, but I never believed them. I even thought of using this opportunity to help you and River get back together. Now, it seems unnecessary."

"Our future collaborations are also unnecessary."

As I was being lifted onto the ambulance, I saw Agnes standing there, stunned and lost.

In fact, I had secretly poured most of the alcohol onto my sleeve, only drinking a small portion, but the effect was still strong.

After inducing vomiting, I was sent for gastric lavage.

Mr. Walker stayed by my side the entire time. Since my parents passed away, he has been the only person who has been unconditionally good to me.

After losing the partnership, Agnes was swamped, rushing to handle the backlog of goods, with no time to bother me.

Yet, she still had flowers sent to my hospital room to apologize.

A week later, she suddenly barged into my hospital room, furious.

"River! You set me up?!"