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..."

a storm, words failing her as her frustration

still puzzled by her intense reaction, ventured cautiously, "You're afraid they

nodded vigorously, tears streaming down

her, "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 chance to hurt

shook her head,

been poisoned before! This

you love him so much, and yet

imagine how much

bears the pain alone... My poor Elijah, how he's suffered all these years. I've

was stunned. "What did you

her tears, Elysia whimpered, "Elijah... he's always been

expression darkened, his brows furrowing

did

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