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Wayne said, “Just as you expected, Shadow Doctor has left the Wallen family and went out late at night to find someone.”
“The person sought out a butcher in the suburbs who slaughters pigs, but it’s said that he does more than just that. He’s also skilled in poisoning tricks and has some connection to Shadow Doctor.”
“I had someone investigate. That place should be a hub for Southcroft Empire intelligence exchanges. People from the city use the excuse of ordering meat to visit his home…”
This was beyond Margaery’s expectations.
She only knew that in her previous life, the person who kidnapped Tessa was a burly, rough–looking man, fierce in appearance, and an accomplice of Tessa.
She did not know that he was actually from the Southcroft Empire.
How to deal with people from the Southcroft Empire was a matter for the court.
This time, she had to act with utmost caution.
Especially if Warren really got involved, she had to carefully consider what she could and could not say.
Margaery was now completely unable to sleep.
“Did they say when they would act?” she asked.
“The operation will take place the morning after tomorrow. They will have someone familiar lead you out, but the specific person is still uncertain.”
Wayne was also pondering who this person might be.
Margaery fell silent upon hearing this.
In her previous life, it was Russell who did this.
Russell found her in a ruined temple and told her that the family wanted to bring her home, saying Raul and everyone missed her and asked her not to be stubborn.
Soon after, Dominic appeared and said he wished to marry her as soon as possible.
At that time, she was determined to make them change their minds, so she believed their words and returned to the Wallen family.
She also bore the consequences of trusting others too easily.
This time, with Russell involved, it was impossible for her to return.
This fact was surely known to the other members of the Wallen family as well.
If Russell could not be used, then…
There were very few people who had a good relationship with her.
After considering all possibilities, only Phillipa and Christina remain.
Margaery let out a cold laugh and said to Wayne, “In that case, you and Adam should not appear in public at all tomorrow. Just follow me from a distance.”
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“If nothing unexpected happens, someone will deliver a message to me tomorrow.”
Wayne stiffened, worried, and asked, “Do you intend to put yourself in danger?”
“No.”
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Margaery narrowed her eyes and revealed her plan, “Tomorrow, no matter who delivers the message to me, as long as the person who leaves here is not me, it will be fine.”
This time, she intended to let those who had plotted against her reap what they had sown.
Opening the window, Margaery looked outside, took a deep breath, and said softly, “Please catch the Shadow Doctor and send him to me.”
“Additionally, please make a trip to my mentor’s place and help me retrieve some items.”
In the darkness, their eyes met, and Margaery’s voice was very soft.
But her words were clearly much heavier.
Such a significant matter was ultimately too cruel for a sixteen–year–old girl to face alone.
Wayne looked at her disfigured face and those exceptionally calm eyes, and felt a surge of respect. “Understood, I will handle it immediately.”
He suddenly understood why the King was devoted to her alone.
It was because she was intelligent, composed, and resilient.
If it were someone else, they would have cried several times today already.
Margaery did not know what Wayne was thinking. She simply felt grateful. “Thank you. I will surely repay your kindness.”
Her voice trembled slightly.
Without the help of Wayne and Adam, her plan could not be carried out.
“There’s no need to be so polite, Lady Margaery. We’re all on the same side.”
Adam comforted her, saying, “It’s cold outside. Close the window and get some sleep.”
“Mm.” Margaery nodded and closed the window.
She believed that after the day after tomorrow, everything would return to its starting point and completely turn around. She had just lain down.
Suddenly, a thunderous crash sounded from outside, followed by a sharp crack as the door next door slammed onto the floor.
Silent and stealthy, murderous intent approached.
Margaery exclaimed, “Something happened next door?”
Russell was the one living next door.
At this critical moment, the only ones who would want to kill Russell were Tessa or Callum.
Before she could react, her own door was forced open. In the dim light, a black figure appeared, “Lady Margaery?”
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The person called out tentatively.
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Before the words had faded, a cold blade in his hand aimed straight at Margaery’s vital point. He chuckled lightly, “Your face is ruined. Looks like it’s you. Now, I’ll set you free.”
Though it was a murderous act, the assassin’s smile and voice were both light, as if taking a life was no different from playing
a game.
The threat of death drew near.
Margaery felt every hair on her body stand on end.
“Lady Margaery!” Amber cried out in fright, nearly rolling off the bed.
Margaery yanked her behind, reaching under the pillow for poison.
Just as she was about to use it, Wayne’s voice came from the window, “One of the top three assassins in the martial world. Prince Callum really spared no expense!”
With a cold laugh, he appeared like a phantom.
Immediately after, the sound of close combat rang out.
Then, the black figure collapsed to the ground, trembling all over, “You, you are…”
His voice was thick with terror and unease.
“My mentor said to leave you alive.” Wayne let out a cold laugh and severed his tendons, “Otherwise, you’d already be a corpse.”
Everything happened in a very short span of time.
Margaery’s rapid breathing gradually calmed as she looked up at Wayne.
Just as he was about to speak, Russell’s astonished voice came from outside, “What’s going on? Why has the door to my room been taken down?”
He looked down and saw a black–clad assassin lying on the ground.
Russell’s expression changed instantly.
“They’re here to kill you!”
Adam snorted. His martial arts were not as good as Wayne’s, but he had poison at hand, and tonight, the leftover poison from dealing with Sullivan of Lakeburgh came in handy.
He shook the bottle in his hand and snorted again.
“Lord Russell, you should be grateful I still have medicine. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be able to handle the top three ranked assassins on the killer list!”
Russell’s face turned deathly pale.
Fortunately, he had gone out tonight.
Otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
“Who sent you?”
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Russell looked at the person collapsed on the ground. A chill brewed in his chest, and for some reason, he thought of Tessa.
Besides Tessa, no one else would want him and Margaery dead.
The man’s eyes flashed with ferocity, but he only stared at him, letting out a cold laugh.
He refused to say another word.
“Hand him over to the Inquisition Court, and naturally we’ll know who sent him,” Russell ordered.
Adam sneered, looking at Russell. “I’ll personally deliver this man to the Inquisition Court. Lord Russell, you shouldn’t have any objections, right?”
Russell’s expression was complicated.
Only Tessa had a motive to kill him.
However, it wasn’t just about killing him. The assassin was also after Margaery.
In this case, it was no longer just a matter between him and Tessa.
Margaery was the Star of Fortune, so this matter was bound to escalate. If it led back to Tessa, it would likely implicate other members of the Wallen family.
He couldn’t help but worry about Raul, Joshua, and the others.
For a moment, he was at a loss for words.
Looking at his reaction, Adam understood everything.
“It seems that if only Lady Margaery or the Wallen family could survive, you would choose the Wallen family, Lord Russell.”
Russell’s gaze froze. He felt as if he were being roasted over a fire.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
