Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

Chapter 190

After visiting his son in the hospital, the elder Mr. Blackwood invited two senior police officials and the detective leading Andrew’s poisoning investigation to the family home that same evening.

In the Blackwood family’s reception room, the three visitors greeted Mr. Blackwood with simultaneous, respectful

“Sir.”

Though holding considerable influence, the elder Mr. Blackwood had never been one to stand on ceremony. He nodded slightly and gestured for them to sit. “Please, make yourselves comfortable.”

The reception room was spacious, with a rectangular rosewood table at its center, adorned with blue–and–white porcelain tea sets.

Mr. Blackwood sat in the middle, facing the three men, with Asher seated to his right.

The visitors didn’t immediately sit down, instead turning to acknowledge Asher with a respectful “Mr. Blackwood.”

After Asher’s courteous response, the three men finally seated themselves opposite Mr. Blackwood. They briefly introduced themselves before reporting on the case’s progress.

Since returning to London, the elder Mr. Blackwood had been thoroughly briefed on his son’s situation.

The police had already gathered considerable evidence.

The lead investigator, Detective Ronald Golfin, a serious man in his forties, began his report: “According to Mrs. Blackwood, Grace Bennett is our primary suspect. We learned that when Miss Bennett was still the Blackwoods‘ adoptive daughter, she regularly prepared health tonics for Mr. Andrew Blackwood. Also, Mr. Blackwood habitually drank black coffee every morning without fail. We focused our investigation along these two lines and have uncovered significant evidence.”

Detective Golfin handed two reports to the elder Mr. Blackwood.

“These are the analysis results from Mr. Blackwood’s coffee cup and the enamel cooking pot regularly used in the

household.”

The elder Mr. Blackwood’s brow furrowed as he examined the reports.

Concerned that the technical terminology might be difficult to understand, Detective Golfin explained in simpler terms: “The toxin detected in the enamel pot matches the poison found in Mr. Blackwood’s system, which strongly suggests his regular meals were being poisoned.”

“The enamel cookware has unique properties–during high–temperature cooking, especially when preparing soups, toxins can permeate the material. Even thorough washing won’t remove all traces. However, Mr. Blackwood’s morning coffee was cold–brewed, and glass doesn’t absorb toxins as readily. After washing, virtually no residue remains, which explains why the coffee cup tests showed normal results.”

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staff that Miss Bennett personally prepared Mr. Blackwood’s coffee

Mr. Blackwood’s frown deepened. “What does Grace have to say

prison sentence,” Detective Golfin replied.

may have direct

you examined the household security footage?

any potential tampering with the food. Nothing unusual was detected near the coffee machine. If Miss Bennett did poison the coffee, she likely did so in a

something else…” Detective Golfin hesitated, looking toward

man raised his eyes.

Miss Bennett’s motive for murder,” Detective Golfin said cautiously, “she indicated that only you could provide that information, as she didn’t feel it was

elder Mr. Blackwood’s gaze

speaking slowly, revealing the essential details of the troubled history

but hearing such intimate family secrets directly from the elder Mr. Blackwood himself was still somewhat

listening intently and

elder Mr. Blackwood concluded gravely: “I share Catherine’s assessment that

nodded in

the utmost diligence,” Detective Golfin assured him respectfully.

with sorrow, his voice betraying his grief and helplessness. “Thank you for

the very least, Andrew deserved to know who had poisoned him before he

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solemnly, responding in

spoke, his voice cold and resolute: “I’ll have my people

spent three days in intensive

announced that visitors would

hours were from 2:30 to 3:00 PM daily, allowing

to see Thalia, but Randolph adamantly refused to

push

repeatedly been placed in mortal danger–this latest incident

Asher understood, the pain

days had been utterly

from death’s door when his father’s