Their plan had failed.
When Donoghue spotted Susan, his eyes flashed menacingly. He said coldly, “B*tch, you two planned this together, right? How brave of you!”
Donoghue was cruel, and he was particularly cunning. He had figured it all out; he knew that Susan must be part of the assassination plan that night.
Yumi would not have the courage to do it alone.
“I—” Susan was anxious. Her red lips parted slightly, but she could not say anything.
Slap!
Donoghue was too lazy to talk. He walked forward and slapped Susan without any warning.
He had used all of his strength on that slap. Susan screamed and trembled before she fell onto the ground; she covered her face with her hand as she stared at Donoghue resentfully.
“B*tch, I have no time for you. You’ve gotten bolder and even planned to assassinate me.” Donoghue was filled with anger as he scolded Susan. “You want to use Yumi’s hand to kill me so that you can run away. I can tell you now that you’d never escape my clutches—not in this lifetime. I shall remember all the things you did tonight, and I will take care of this matter after I officially ascend the throne.
Then, Donoghue shouted, “Guards! Put this b*tch in prison!”
A few royal guards stepped forward quickly, tied Susan up and took her to prison.
Susan shook profusely; her eyes were full of despair.
‘It’s all over.’
She had finally convinced Yumi to plan an assassination with her, but they had failed miserably.
‘Now, there’s no hope for me to escape.’
Donoghue’s face was pale. He breathed a sigh of relief after Susan was taken away.
After a few seconds, Donoghue had calmed down gradually. He called for a eunuch and ordered, “Summon Florian to the palace.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.” The eunuch hurriedly responded before he walked out quickly.
After a while, the eunuch returned, followed by a confused Florian.
“Your Majesty!”
After he entered the room, Florian knelt quickly. He tried to ingratiate himself with Donoghue and said, “It is my pleasure to meet Your Majesty. You’ve summoned me at such late hours, Your Majesty, what can I do for you?”
Florian muttered in his heart.
Even though he always lusted after other women and occasionally misbehaved, he had always loved Yumi dearly and that had not changed even after so many years. Yumi was not only beautiful, but she was also brilliant. She had helped him a lot, and she had been his perfect partner.
Florian had made many mistakes in the past, but Yumi had always forgiven him and helped him clean up the mess.
Just two day ago, while they were on their way to Westrington, Florian had thought about how it was his honor to have such a great wife. He vowed to love her and take care of her when he accrued successes.
He did not expect Yumi to be in an accident in less than two days after they had arrived at Westrington.
“My dear! You can’t die! You can’t die!” The heartbroken Florian was about to jump into the well.
‘My wife won’t die; she won’t!’
Donoghue rushed forward and grabbed Florian’s arm in the nick of time. “Florian, don’t be so impulsive. This well is connected to the river underground. If your wife is fine, she would have come back up a long time ago.”
Donoghue made a sympathetic look and patted Florian on his shoulder. “Florian, there is no way to get our dearly departed back with us. So, you need to get it together.”
Donoghue feigned a sad look, but he sneered at that man in his mind.
He already had a plan before he called for Florian.
He would lock Yumi in his cultivation room, and then he would make an excuse for her death. If he could fool Florian, and he would get to spend time with Yumi and enjoy her company.
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