Return of the Crowned Heiress

Chapter 91

Chapter 91

Clive had lost his appetite for food. With a dark expression on his face, he got up. "I must find out who sneaked in here!"

Losing a poison of that type was no laughing matter.

If the person who stole the poison were to use it with malicious intentions, it would be almost impossible for anyone to detect and avoid that potent, colorless, and odorless poison. Before he left the room, Clive cast a glance at Felicia and reminded her. "Licia, you need to be careful."

Felicia nodded.

Clive strode out of the pharmacy. He was reminded that Roberta, who was waiting outside, had been injured when he walked past her.

He came to a halt. "You haven't changed the dressing for today, right? Once I've settled some urgent matters, you can come and look for me. I'll help you change it." "Thank you, Great-grandpa."

Roberta beamed.

If it had been before, she would have been really happy to hear Clive expressing his concern, for her like this. However... It was too late now. It was all too late now. After Clive left, Felicia came out of the pharmacy.

Roberta commented in a gentle voice, "Aunt Felicia, the weather's nice today. Why don't we head outside to the garden? I've baked a cake and made a few desserts. Would you like to try them?" Felicia stared at Roberta, trying to read the expression on her face.

nothing in particular stood

very much like her usual self. The only thing different was that she was not smiling as much and

like she might have

up

how long Roberta was going to

the door to the pharmacy and followed

plates of desserts and sliced fruits were served on a stone table in the

contempt in Felicia's eyes when she saw the two glasses

juice.

one of the two

slightly on purpose to see what

and the remaining glass of orange juice, which Roberta moved closer to her, without touching them. Roberta lifted her gaze and looked in the sun's direction. She squinted her eyes against the strong sunlight. However, she smiled faintly.

to mind the lack of response. She went on talking as if she suddenly had the

thought I was the happiest child in the world. My mom was always gentle to

house and claimed that my dad

mom's hair and called her a

what a mistress meant at first. It wasn't until later on when people started

classmates mocked and ridiculed me behind my back.

front of our door.