Elma almost shouted out aloud.

If Rylee drank it, her throat would be temporarily bruised.

By that time, Rylee would have to take the blame for Judy's mishap.

“Don't drink it!" Maria immediately grabbed the tumbler from Rylee's hand.

With tears in her eyes, Rylee cried out defensively, “It wasn't me... I didn't do it... Why didn't you let me prove my innocence?"