Michael gently knelt beside Lily.
"Sweetheart..."
"Tell me what scared you."
Fresh tears rolled down her cheeks.
Her tiny voice trembled.
"The kitchen lady..."
"...put the bad medicine in it again."
Michael's heart skipped.
"Again?"
Lily nodded.
"I saw her yesterday too."
"She thought I was asleep."
Rachel immediately stepped forward.
"She's confused."
"Children make up stories all the time."
But Lily shook her head.
"No."
"I saw the little bottle."
"You poured it into Daddy's tea."
The kitchen staff exchanged nervous glances.
Michael quietly placed the untouched teacup on the counter.
He picked up his phone.
Within minutes, the home's security director arrived and reviewed the kitchen surveillance cameras from the previous evening.
Everyone watched the footage in silence.
Rachel entered the kitchen after midnight.
She removed a small bottle from her pocket.
Then poured a clear liquid into Michael's favorite teacup before placing it back inside the cabinet.
No one spoke.