The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 563

No one, except Ronald and Samantha, had the motive and reason to do so.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down his throat. Mark summoned Harry in and instructed him to follow Ronald.

He now needed to confirm his suspicion.

After Harry left, Mark leaned back in the leather chair and was deep in thought, his mood somber like a room that was engulfed in darkness.

Meanwhile, the owner of the restaurant had not yet received the instruction not to add additives to the food. So additives were still being added in the horchata.

Someone had given the restaurant a generous sum of money, $800,000, to add a high dose of additives in the horchata.

Was there a problem? $800,000 for adding some food additives that made people get addicted to the horchata.

It was the man in suit who requested the restaurant to sell horchata, which was not on the menu originally. The restaurant thought why not since it was a nutritious dish and adding a little food additive would

do no harm.

The restaurant would not mind and care what the motive of the man was. It was easy money, and no one was going to die. So, why not? Money makes the world go round.

Humming a song happily, the owner was cleaning up the restaurant when he heard footsteps. A tall body then cast a shadow over him, but the owner did not bother to look up. "We are closed," he said.

"Really?” Mark looked at him, pulling his lips. "Is there anything you want to say about the horchata?”

Horchata?

The owner did not even seem to be surprised. He now looked up at the man. "Is there any problem with the horchata?”

The evidence was right in front of him, and there was no way to deny it anymore. The restaurant owner nodded and finally admitted that he had indeed added special food additives to the food.

Mark was sitting next to the two police officers with a cup of coffee in front of him, eyes squinting.

"Why only add food additives to the horchata?” One police officer asked.

"Of course, for money." The restaurant owner muttered in a low voice, so low that no one could hear him. The next second, his expression changed, and he became apologetic. "I know it is wrong. I promise I will never d o that again. I am willing to cooperate with the police."

The police officer knocked on the table lightly and repeated himself. "Listen carefully; why did you put food additives in horchata only?"

"Because horchata is the most expensive. Orange juice and hot chocolate are priced at one dollar while horchata is four dollars. It would only make sense to add additives in horchata. Besides, officer, I am not the only one who is doing this. So why am I the only one caught?"