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.

stay quiet. On the surface, it was neat, organized, four suspects, four handlers. Case

her chick than a

silently. They can play by Daniel’s rules. I’ll play

her chair and left the hall, her quiet exit drawing every pair of eyes. Murmurs of surprise rippled behind her. They had expected her to argue, to fight for command like

and gave a low scoff, unseen by

Good riddance.

Not that it mattered, she wasn’t in the mood

Should I ask the kitchen to also prepare something for you?

past him. But then she paused, her words trailing as a thought struck her. "Wait... who else is the

is being

murmured, her mind sharpening. A second later, she forced a small

Your Highness. I’ll have it arranged at once," the housekeeper said with a relieved smile, bowing before

politely, her smile fading the moment his back turned. Instead of going her way, she

Carl’s dinner was already being prepared, then this was her chance. Walking straight into the kitchen would only make the staff alert

poison really had come from the food, then

housekeeper, careful to keep her distance while weaving past passing servants. When she finally reached

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

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

glancing left and right. "There are so many

the one you just passed, the

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

and pushed open a plain wooden door. Sure enough, it was a storeroom, though

am I supposed to see what’s happening in the

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