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

Chapter 580: What Do We Have Here??

It all made sense now. So that’s why she suddenly stepped in completely... to protect him. To make sure nothing slipped through again.

But the realization left a bitter taste. Nnenna had been at least seventy percent sure nanny was the culprit. Now that certainty crumbled.

Why did I ever think this would be simple? she wondered, her chest tightening. This is getting trickier by the second.

Still, she didn’t lose hope.

"Who’s next on the list?" she asked, turning to Christopher.

Seeing that she had seemingly admitted defeat, the tension in the room eased. Shoulders dropped, expressions softened, and everyone shifted their attention back to Christopher.

The meeting dragged on for hours. By the end, four names stood out, four people whose actions, patterns, and positions gave them both motive and opportunity.

Surveillance footage, personal access, the authority they held, and even the trust they had been granted all painted a damning picture.

Four suspects. Four shadows circling Carl.

And the noose was tightening.

"We’ll keep an eye on these four," Daniel declared, pushing back his chair and rising to his feet. His tone brooked no argument. "The housekeeper, the private secretary, the head chef, and his sous chef."

His gaze swept the room like a blade.

"Christopher, you’ll take the housekeeper. Rick, the private secretary. Elin, the sous chef. I’ll handle the head chef myself. The rest of you, stay alert. Eyes and ears open. Understood?"

"Yes, Captain!" they chorused in unison.

lips together, forcing herself to stay quiet. On the surface, it was neat, organized, four suspects,

chick than a schemer capable of poisoning

can play

quiet exit drawing every pair of eyes. Murmurs of surprise rippled behind her. They had expected her to argue, to fight for command

back and gave a low scoff, unseen by the

Good riddance.

in the mood to eat anyway. She headed toward the elevator when the

or lunch yet. Should I ask the kitchen to also prepare something for you?

trailing as a thought struck her. "Wait... who

His Highness’s dinner is being prepared right now," the housekeeper

later, she forced a small smile. "Actually, I

the housekeeper

her smile fading the moment his back turned. Instead of

straight into the kitchen would only make the staff alert and cautious, but slipping in unnoticed? That

If the poison really had come from the food, then tonight’s preparations were the

her distance while weaving past passing servants. When

with this layout. Where can I possibly hide

before answering. There’s a small storeroom you can access from the

Nnenna whispered under her breath, glancing left and

one you just passed, the

Heat crept up her neck. "That... makes sense." Feeling a little embarrassed, she spun on her heels and retraced

wooden door. Sure enough, it

am I supposed to see what’s