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.

together, forcing herself to stay quiet. On the surface, it

at her. Nanny might look more like a mother hen fussing over her chick than a schemer capable of poisoning Carl, yet... something didn’t add up. Instinct refused to let her walk

They can play by Daniel’s rules.

of eyes. Murmurs of surprise

retreating back and gave a low scoff, unseen by

Good riddance.

realized lunchtime had already passed. Not that it mattered, she wasn’t in the mood to eat anyway. She headed toward the

Highness, you haven’t had breakfast or lunch yet. Should I ask the kitchen to also prepare something for you? Maybe a brunch?"

words trailing

Highness’s dinner is being

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

once," the housekeeper said

fading the moment his back turned. Instead of going

her chance. Walking straight into the kitchen would only make the staff alert and cautious,

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

behind the housekeeper, careful to keep her distance while weaving past passing servants.

I possibly hide to observe what’s going on inside? she

system paused for a beat before answering. There’s a

Nnenna whispered under her breath, glancing left and right.

one you just passed,

her neck. "That... makes sense." Feeling a little embarrassed,

the hallway and pushed open a plain wooden door. Sure

"How am I supposed to see what’s happening in the