They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System

Chapter 579: Logic Wrapped in Loyalty

Murmurs rippled around the table at the number, but he raised his hand, continuing.

"The first person on the list is the private secretary." His gaze darkened. "The night His Highness fell sick, he was the very last person to visit him. After that, no one else entered the room. And by the next morning..." Christopher paused, letting the weight of it sink in. "...His Highness discovered clear signs of poisoning."

The room erupted in whispers, a few officers leaning forward in agreement. The private secretary was indeed the last confirmed visitor, it was hard to ignore.

"The second," Christopher pressed on, "is the Head Chef. He administers His Highness’s food and water personally. Every dish, every drink, passes through him, and only him. If anyone had the best chance to poison His Highness, it would be him."

He tapped a small control on the projector. A grainy video played across the screen at the front of the room: the chef serving food with his own hands.

The officers leaned in closer. Tension thickened in the air, some exchanging uneasy looks.

"That’s worth taking note of," someone murmured, and several others nodded in agreement.

But Nnenna’s voice cut through the room, calm and firm.

"He can’t be the only suspect if food is considered the source of the poison."

Heads turned toward her. Christopher shot her a sharp glance, lips tightening. What does she know about investigations? He reminded himself of the plan: ignore her, let her talk herself into silence.

"The next on my lis—"

voice rang out, slicing across Christopher’s sentence. His tone was

snapped, his patience thinning, "I’m making my

then let her say it," Rick

darted to Daniel for backup, but instead of the expected reprimand, Daniel leaned back casually, lips curling in

hundred percent certain she would embarrass herself if given the stage. Why not let

caught the smugness in his expression but didn’t flinch. She lifted

here, I’ve seen the nanny bring him meals too. The Head Chef cooks,

shifted with murmurs, several officers exchanging uneasy glances. Christopher’s jaw tightened. Rick leaned back, satisfied.

well?" Nnenna asked, turning her gaze on Christopher as if daring him to admit it. "Please

guard. The nanny? His

in the room darkened instantly, but she pressed on

she isn’t already there, then she should be. We shouldn’t leave her out of the suspect

Daniel cut

a quiet weight. "Isn’t that

long pause, he replied

one’s above suspicion," Nnenna

heard enough!" Elin’s voice cracked like a whip across the room, cold and furious. Her glare pinned Nnenna in place. "I can tolerate your arrogance. I can tolerate your childish barbs. But I will not,

Elin stood

even know her own children because she has spent every waking moment caring for him! She’s like a mother to all of us, and you dare throw dirt