The Lady Nun Vows Revenge by Caroline Rowland

.Chapter 357

Benedict let out a long sigh. He shook his head at his brother's hopeless stubbornness. Everyone in the Duke's estate knew how inseparable Diana and Eliza had always been. And yet, Matthew treated Eliza so poorly and still expected Diana

to be kind to him

But Matthew couldn't see it that way. In his mind, Diana was his fiancée. It was odd enough to see her treat someone better than him. After all, they were supposed to spend their entire lives together.

Seeing that Matthew was beyond reasoning with, Benedict gave up trying. Partly because it was pointless, and partly because he didn't have the strength,

He barely managed to wave his hand before his body swayed, his vision went black, and he crumpled to the floor like a puppet with its strings cut.

Benedict? Matthew, who had never seen Benedict faint so suddenly, froze in shock. He quickly turned him over, only to be greeted by a face as pale as death. His heart pounded. What kind of illness is he suffering? How had he become so weak? When the doctor finally arrived and examined Benedict, he frowned, shook his head, and said gravely, "You should start preparing for the funeral."

"What did you just say? Matthew's face twisted in disbelief. "Funeral preparations? Are you out of your mind? My brother is just sick, you useless fuck! Can't treat him, fine. But how dare you curse him to die?"

The doctor hurriedly explained, "It's not that I don't want to help, but his condition is beyond saving. There's nothing more!

can do

out the door. Matthew was left standing by Benedict's bedside, stunned and at a complete loss for

to summon Chad. But with

was an old acquaintance of the Stonor family. Even without the Duke's token, he still showed up,

is gravely ill. But I've checked his health before, and he was perfectly fine. Even if he fell sick later, it shouldn't have

wrong with

checking his eyes and ears. After a moment, he confirmed, It's poison, and a deadly one at

Matthew exclaimed, his face full of shock. "Poison? How could this happen? Who would do such a thing?" The questions spilled out before Matthew realized. Frustrated, he turned to Manson. "Manson, has anything happened around my

strange

his brows, trying

mind

dismissed most of the staff from his courtyard long ago. The few who came later were arranged by the Duke himself Surely,

a thought suddenly struck him "Wait. There were

Take me to see them Matthew