Said No to the Prince and Yes to the King novel Chapter 163

Chapter 163 Finding an Antidote

Margaret felt her sense of right and wrong almost crumble apart completely.

What exactly is he saying?

Does he mean we have to sweep this under the rug even if Stella really did poison me?

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Margaret lifted her head with a cold, bitter smile. “I understand every word you’ve said, Father. I admit I didn’t think things through well enough.”

She paused for a moment, then spoke again. “But let me ask you this–what if I had been the one to slip poison into Stella’s food today?”

Timothy’s eyes twitched sharply. He suddenly reached out, picked up a marchpane tartlet, and popped it straight into his mouth.

He chewed twice, then swallowed it down.

Timothy said sternly, “Do you truly believe these are laced with poison?”

Margaret’s gaze turned icy cold.

I thought he was just biased toward Stella, but I never imagined he’d be this foolish.

She stood up slowly, her tone calm and detached. “If it were me, I would certainly think there’s poison in them. But since you’re so certain they’re harmless, Father, I have nothing more to say.”

Timothy fixed Stella with a harsh glare. “You tell me–is there poison in these or not?”

Stella’s eyes widened in pure shock. She’d never expected Timothy to eat one just to quiet the conflict.

With Timothy watching her closely, she could only shake her head. “No, there isn’t.”

Timothy turned back to Margaret. “There you have it. She says they’re safe. I’ve already eaten one myself. If there really were poison, I’d be the first to fall ill. With me standing behind you, she would have rushed for an antidote long ago. She swears there’s no poison, so there isn’t any. What more have you to argue about?”

Margaret smiled faintly, “I have nothing left to say, Father.”

Timothy sat back down in his chair with a heavy huff, “Daughters in other families share a close sisterly bond. Why must my own two act like bitter enemies? I’ve taught you since childhood that an elder sister ought to yield to the younger. Stella even remembered your love for marchpane tartlet–yet have you ever bothered to learn what she likes to eat?

“You always claim I favor her unfairly. If you were in my place, you’d likely think Stella far more sensible than you are.”

A heavy, oppressive silence hung over the dining hall.

Jasper watched everyone’s reactions quietly.

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Chapter 163 Finding an Antidote

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It’s plain to see Father sides firmly with Stella.

If I speak up for Margaret now, I’ll only anger him further.

After all, Stella is soon to become Crown Princess.

Even with Prince Theodore’s favor, Margaret is not yet a Princess. Someday she’ll still have to bow to Stella, just like everyone else.

Father is only keeping peace within the estate.

I feel sorry for Margaret, but she’ll never understand this.

All she can feel is his unfair bias.

Jasper broke the silence. “Margaret, Father speaks the truth. Father would never dare eat those tartlets if there were any real danger. The plate was set out for everyone at the table–Stella would never risk poisoning the entire family.”

He glanced toward Stella then. “Father has stood up for you today. Hurry and thank him.”

Stella snapped out of her daze at once. “Thank you for trusting me, Father.”

Damn it. This is nothing like what I planned at all.

Unaware of her inner panic, Jasper added, “You ought to apologize to Margaret, too. If you’d stopped scheming against her all this time, she wouldn’t overreact like this now.”

Stella’s eyes widened in disbelief.

Has Jasper lost his mind? He actually wants me to apologize to that fat fool?

Even Margaret looked faintly puzzled.

Is Jasper out of sorts today? He’s been acting strange all along.

Just then, Timothy rose to his feet in a fit of anger and stormed toward the door. “This pointless bickering has dragged on long enough. What’s the point of finishing this meal?”

His figure faded into the distance, clearly worn out and irritated.

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