Said No to the Prince and Yes to the King novel Chapter 313

Chapter 313 Cold and Menacing

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Baxter gave a respectful bow. “Ms. Campbell is soon to be wed to Prince Theodore. I am one of his shadow guards, tasked with her protection.“–

Jasper nodded slowly, still processing the information, when suddenly Baxter shoved him to the ground and lunged forward.

“Ms. Campbell, fall back! The area is no longer secure!”

Margaret saw two more assassins dressed in black engage Baxter in combat and realized this was no lone attack. She hurriedly helped Jasper to his feet and pulled him outside toward the courtyard.

Household servants rushed to intercept the assailants, but they were quickly overpowered and thrown aside.

Just as the skirmish intensified, guards from the Prime Minister’s estate finally arrived, driving the two assassins into retreat.

From the courtyard gate, Jasper cried out anxiously, “After them! Capture those killers at any cost!”

A score of guards immediately gave chase down the lane.

Baxter made to follow, but Margaret stopped him. “Let the others pursue. You stay close.”

Obeying without question, Baxter returned silently to her side.

Without a word, Margaret fetched a pail of water and threw its contents over the unconscious assassin on the ground. Meanwhile, Baxter found a length of sturdy rope and bound the man tightly.

As the courtyard settled into an uneasy quiet, Jasper finally collected himself. Staring at the bound figure, he shuddered. “Who in heaven’s name are these people? To dare an attack right within the Prime Minister’s grounds–what audacity!”

Baxter shot him a cool glance. “This was not their first attempt, Lord Campbell. How is it you’ve only just noticed?”

Jasper startled. “Not their first?”

“The last incident involved likely the same group,” Baxter replied, his tone edged with frost. “They nearly succeeded in killing Ms. Campbell. His Highness was furious–ordered a city–wide search. The whole affair caused quite a stir. Yet you remained unaware. Even Prince Christopher…”

Here, he paused and then added, “You placed Ms. Campbell in such a secluded corner. Just over the wall is outside the estate, which is perfect for assassins. You should have seen this coming.”

After hearing Baxter’s words, Jasper felt a twinge of shame. “Well, this is the Prime Minister’s Estate. An ordinary thief wouldn’t have the guts. They must be hired by someone powerful…”

Saying this, he stepped forward and gave the unconscious assassin a hard kick.

The man frowned, showing signs of regaining consciousness.

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Chapter 313 Cold and Menacing

Jasper quickly said, “He’s waking up. Quick, ask who sent them!”

The courtyard was now brightly lit.

Countless maids and servants poured into the courtyard. Lines of lanterns and torches illuminated the entire area…

Almost all the servants silently stared at the assassin on the ground, whispering among themselves from

time to time.

Margaret slowly crouched beside the assassin and patted his face. “I know you’re awake. Quit playing dead.”

Jasper said nervously, “This guy came after your life. He’s probably a tough nut to crack. Maybe I should interrogate him. Or we could get Father here. He’ll surely get the fruth out of him…”

But Margaret ignored him. She reached out and tore off the assassin’s veil, then grabbed his hair and slapped him twice.

Her expression remained calm, without a hint of emotion. Seeing that he still didn’t open his eyes after the two slaps, she landed another two.

As the loud slaps echoed through the courtyard, the chattering around seemed to die down.

Everyone looked at Margaret in surprise. In their eyes, she had always been a proper

socialite.

Even though her personality had changed, she had always maintained the proper etiquette and grace.

After all, she had always been respectful in front of Timothy.

This was the first time they had seen Margaret looking so cold and menacing.

Jasper said awkwardly, “Margaret, I know you’re mad, but this isn’t an ordinary assassin. You’re a woman. You might not have enough strength. Maybe we should take him away and use some harsh measures. Then he’ll spill the beans…”

“Nah, no need,” Margaret said casually, reaching for the sword on Baxter’s waist.

There was still a trace of blood on the sword.

Baxter just stood there quietly.

Jasper said, “We can’t kill him! If we do, we’ll lose the lead. We still don’t know if we can catch those two who escaped.”

Margaret glanced at him. “You think he shouldn’t die, and he thinks he won’t. Otherwise, why would he keep playing dead?”

With that, she grabbed the hilt and stabbed the sword hard into the assassin’s thigh.

“Ah!” The assassin let out a scream of pain and finally opened his eyes.

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