Chapter 567

"Looks like a case of guilt-driven suicide," Tarquin mused, scanning the scene with a detective's eye.

Elysia, wiping away her tears, looked up in a mix of hope and confusion. "Does that mean... the killer's been caught?"

Tarquin sighed, the weight of truth heavy on his shoulders. "She was probably just a scapegoat."

He had no grudge against the maid; she had no motive to poison Elijah. It seemed more likely that the real culprit had set her up to take the fall, creating the illusion of a suicide to divert suspicion from themselves.

"So, what you're saying is... she's not the killer. The real murderer is still out there, walking free?" Elysia's voice trembled with rising panic.

"Yeah, but... try not to worry, I-"

Elysia's fear boiled over. "How can I not worry?! Someone's out to hurt my Elijah, and we don't even know who they are! They're still out there, possibly planning to strike again. I... I..."

surged like a storm, words failing her as her frustration grew, pushing her to

"You're afraid

nodded vigorously, tears streaming down

"Don't worry! I won't let them succeed again. We might not have caught them yet, but I promise, they won't get another

inconsolable, shook her

a roar, "How can you make such promises?! Elijah's been poisoned before! This isn't the first time, and every time you've failed to

by his side, you love him so much, and

imagine how

pain

stunned. "What did you

Elysia whimpered, "Elijah...

darkened, his brows

down for Elijah's sake. What did you just

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