It would be even better if they would confiscate Irwin Pharmaceuticals' assets…
"Auntie, we must capture Mr. Irwin!" Victoria was adding oil to the fire. "He intended to murder a royal. He should be executed!"
Carmella frowned and glared at her.
The execution would depend on the judiciary!
She spoke without thinking in front of so many people. If she really became the queen in the future and spewed nonsense on important international events, would she not embarrass the entire Southeast Aciatic?
Carmella sighed heavily and looked at Aurelia. She asked coldly. "Did you notice anything unusual when you were in the west palace?"
The latter gripped at the corner of her shirt and rolled her doe eyes. She was shaking and biting her lip—it was the acting technique that Neil had taught her.
He had said people would behave like that when they were scared.
She had failed to act that out over ten times before Neil trained her to perfection.
"Your Majesty, Your Highness…" She was shaking and incoherent. "I-I'm the one who has been taking care of Princess Helene. However, every time Mr. Irwin came, he'd prohibit me from staying inside!
"H-He would chase me and the other maids out. He'd stay to treat her alone. But I don't know why… she became like this! She suddenly lost consciousness today. I thought she was dying…"
Alexander glanced at her and frowned.
What had Neil taught her! She was so dramatic, as if she was in a stage play!
However, she was crying louder and louder, looking more and more wronged. Even Carmella no longer doubted her.
"It's Rowan!" She ordered, "Search the palace. We must find evidence of him harming Princess Helene!"
She knew that the 'evidence' was a bottle of cinnabar, so she put it on top of the cabinet in the main kitchen.
"Give the evidence to the police after you've found it." She scoffed. Rowan could not run this time.
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