Forensic Imperial Concubine by Erika Black

Chapter 8

Harper wasn't naive to think that her younger sister Felicia was kind enough to visit her or bring her food. She had even
apologized for ruining Harper's engagement when it was evident that she had worked hard to seize her engagement.
To Harper's surprise, the food that Felicia had brought wasn't poisoned. Nothing happened and she seemed normal even after
consuming the food. Then why was Felicia here? She wouldn't meet her without a hidden agenda. But Harper couldn't figure out
what her sister was up to, which made her apprehensive.
"Felicia, what on earth..." The exact moment Harper started to talk was when blood started dribbling from the corner of Felicia's
mouth and her face turned pale. She was poisoned!
Harper had used silver chopsticks to test the food and found that the food wasn't contaminated. But how was Felicia poisoned?
"Oh my God!" Felicia's maid screamed as she stormed out of the room. "Terrible news! Lady Harper has poisoned Lady Felicia!
My Lord, My Lady, bad news..." The maid was in utter shock as she fumbled with the words.
The corner of Harper's mouth twitched in anger when she saw the maid rushing out. Felicia was playing a trick to frame her own
sister—she had poisoned herself. Disgust and coldness surged through Harper's eyes when she saw that Felicia was spitting
blood on the table. She couldn't believe that Felicia had loathed her enough to go to the extent of poisoning herself, in order to
frame her for it.
"You are a heartless wench! You've gone to the extent of poisoning yourself to frame me. I can't believe this!" Harper said

through gritted teeth as bile rose in her throat. Their father Charles had been cold and distant to Harper ever since she had
dragged her clan into her crisis. If he was convinced that she had tried to kill her sister out of jealousy, he would never forgive her

in as soon as the physician had left. The latter rushed towards Felicia and swept her into a tight embrace. She began to sob uncontrollably. "Bitch!" Charles glared at Harper and hit her right in the face. The intensity of the slap caused Harper to spin around and fall on the floor. Her forehead hit the corner of the table and was cut deeply. Blood gushed out and dribbled on her collar, staining it red. Charles didn't care that his daughter was bleeding. "I didn't expect you to be a vicious

you before. Guards, drag her out and beat her to death!" Charles spat as his hatred grew in intensity with every passing second. Harper was astonished to see her father treat her like an enemy. How could he do this to her? Wasn't she his daughter as well? Harper's heart bled when her father wished

You want me dead, don't you? Am I not your daughter?" Harper bellowed as her eyes turned red. Charles was dumbfounded as
his heart was drumming in his chest with panic. But his face had regained the same ferocity with which he had hit his daughter a
while ago.
"Someone as cruel as you can never be my daughter. First, you risked the lives of the entire clan to save yours, and now, you
are jealous of your own sister and have tried to kill her. You are a vindictive woman. You don't deserve to be my daughter! Now is
the time for me to be righteous. I should place what is right above the love for my family. I should kill an unfaithful, evil daughter

her and give her a chance even if she was arrogant and had a bad reputation? Why did he have to hate her so much? "Father, you are a vicious man!" Harper roared. She was already hurt and didn't have the strength to fight him. She stared at him as blood continued

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