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Craig’s medical skills were extraordinary.
Before coming, the King already suspected that he might be the King of Southcroft Empire, the master of the Nine Imperial Hall who vanished twenty years ago.
Margaery was his disciple.
How could he possibly allow Margaery to be poisoned like this?
Therefore, Warren did not believe the matter was so simple.
Margaery also knew she could not deceive everyone. It was best not to show off in front of clever people.
Thus, she bowed and spoke, “Don’t worry. I am fine. Someone set a trap for me, and I am using their scheme to get through
this crisis.”
Warren suddenly understood, “I thought so. Your mentor’s medical skills are so advanced that even Dr. Fischer yields to him. How could you truly become mute?”
“Yes, I am not mute.”
Margaery asked someone to make coffee for him. “Don’t worry. This face… will recover soon. The poison was administered by myself. At the latest, in three days, I will appear before the public in good health.”
“By then, the rumors will collapse on their own.”
Warren was stunned.
He pondered her words for a long time before reacting, “You mean, you did this on purpose?”
As he spoke, he instinctively glanced outside. “Is it to make Prince Nathaniel withdraw from the engagement?”
Earlier today, Nathaniel had hinted, asking if the King would be angry should he propose to break off the engagement if Margaery were disfigured.
Now, Margaery claimed the poison was self–administered.
It was inevitable that Warren would think along these lines.
Margaery shook her head and gave a bitter smile, saying, “For the sake of marriage, how could I resort to such a desperate measure? The truth is, someone wants me dead, and I had no choice but to do this.”
“If you wish to know what is happening, you may follow Adam these next two days. When the matter comes to a head, you will understand.”
Warren was startled at these words. “Then, should I return and report to the King, and have some people sent to protect you?”
If the Star of Fortune truly dies, how will we explain it to the people?‘ He thought.
If the people panicked, unrest followed.
Especially with that winter’s blizzard, something was bound to go wrong with spring plowing the next day.
At that time, even the slightest mistake in disaster relief could cause widespread fear among the populace.
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Margaery considered for a moment and said, “Given the current situation, there is no need for the palace to send anyone yet.”
“However, there will be a grand drama in the coming days. If you are curious, you may observe it for yourself.”
It would be good to have someone as a witness.
So that no one could accuse her of speaking recklessly.
Warren nodded, “If you are confident, then I shall go and inform the King. Most likely, the King will send me out.”
“Thank you for your help.” Margaery rose and gave him a formal salute.
She then asked him. “I had someone make a replica of this hairpin on my head a few days ago. Once this matter is over, I will destroy the copy.”
“I am reporting this to you in advance today to avoid any misunderstanding later.”
“Mm, as long as there truly is no issue, making a replica is not a problem.” Warren nodded and glanced outside, his gaze dark and contemplative.
At any other time, he would never have supported Margaery.
But tonight was different.
This evening, the Sullivan of Lakeburgh died outside.
They were Clyde’s mentors.
And Margaery’s disfigurement was mainly for those familiar with her, since to strangers, her face held no significance.
Moreover, she feared others might recognize her voice.
Thus, the person who wanted her dead was almost about to reveal themselves.
Only those in the Chancellor’s estate, who have lived with her for more than ten years, were most familiar with her voice and face.
Is the Wallen family about to make a move against her?‘
Warren pondered this, then rose and said, “Lady Margaery, you need to rest. I will return to the palace first.”
He feared this matter had to be reported to the King.
It was not that Margaery was particularly important, but rather that the Wallen family and the Chancellor’s estate were one and the same.
If something happened at the Chancellor’s estate, it would mean turmoil in the court, and the King did not want turmoil. What he needed was stability and balance.
This matter could not be taken lightly.
Warren dared not delay. After bidding farewell, he went straight to the palace.
Margaery watched him depart, then looked toward the Chancellor’s estate and said, “I am quite curious whether Lord Chancellor will be able to sleep tonight.”
After all, Sullivan of Lakeburgh were Clyde’s mentors.
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If these six people were to kill her tonight without anyone knowing, they would truly have escaped without a trace. No one could trace it back to them, nor would anyone think to look there.
After all, even a tiger did not eat its cubs.
As long as they were normal people, no one would suspect that it was the Wallen family who tried to kill her.
But now, Sullivan of Lakeburgh were all dead.
Once they were dead, there was an explanation for their deaths. Once dead, they could not escape. Everything became a foregone conclusion, no longer reliant on others‘ speculation.
Therefore, the Wallen family had to come forward and explain why Clyde’s mentors would attempt to assassinate her.
At the very least, this time the Chancellor’s estate had to hand over someone to quell the matter.
This person could only be Clyde.
Margaery was quite looking forward to seeing what fate awaited Clyde in this lifetime.
Chancellor’s estate.
When Russell rushed in, Raul was in Clyde’s room, having just called the physician to change his medicine.
Joshua and Andrew were also standing guard nearby.
But it seemed none of them welcomed him.
“You still know to come back.”
Raul heard the commotion, turned to see Russell, and gave him a fierce glare, growing angrier the more he looked. “You’re a young nobleman of the Chancellor’s estate, yet you look like a beggar. What a disgrace!”
Inwardly, he again blamed Margaery.
He had no idea what kind of love potion Margaery had over his third son, who seemed bewitched and was following her around as if possessed.
It was truly infuriating.
Seeing his father angry, Joshua looked at Russell and tried to smooth things over, “It’s good that you’re back. Go tidy up in a bit. If you should go to Inkwell Academy, then go to Inkwell Academy. Don’t wander around like a loafer.”
Clyde snorted, “Russell, you still know to come back? I thought you’d left with that impostor!”
Then, acting as if he knew everything, he sighed, “That’s right! That impostor is dead now, isn’t she?”
“Even if you wanted to leave, there’s nowhere for you to go.”
He spoke with evident pride.
His face showed clear satisfaction as he said to Raul, “Father, I’m in a good mood tonight. I want braised pork!”
Avery said. “Clyde, say a little less.”
He then looked at Russell, ‘Russell, don’t be angry anymore. Whatever Father did, it was for the good of this family.”
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Their back–and–forth made Russell’s mind feel as if fireworks were exploding inside.
Russell’s gaze trembled, staring at these people. His eyes reddened by their words, his voice shaking.
“So, you hired Sullivan of Lakeburgh all to kill Margaery, right?”
His gaze fell on Raul’s face, his eyes full of accusation and disbelief.
Fifteen years of relying on each other, watching his daughter grow up, he actually tried to kill her.
Russell could not believe that the man in luxurious official robes before him was actually his father.
Russell’s expression clearly provoked Raul.
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As a father, whether biological or not, trying to kill his own daughter, even if she was adopted, was nothing honorable.
Naturally, he could not maintain his composure.
However, even if he could not, he would not allow Russell to question him.
“Are you questioning me about this?”
Raul frowned and stood up, looking at him.
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