Chapter 16 Chapter 16 I am responsible for my ambition. …
Louisa and Edmund were both placed in the family ward.
After learning from the doctor that it was not a plague, Violet spread the news immediately, preventing Chalves from becoming the origin of a virus that people should avoid.
"From today on, Audrey will attend all banquets representing Spencer! Edmund and Louisa need to rest! Rest well!"
Violet banged her cane so hard that the entire castle shook with her rage.
"It's unimaginable! Such a thing could happen to a young master of a duke's house and a daughter of a marquis's house! Oh! It really fills the gap in the Spencer family's shame!"
Being able to wait until all the guests have left before starting to get angry is already the limit of old lady Violet's patience.
Louisa's face, still covered by a lace veil, still had red spots on it. Though frail, her eyes burned with rage as she stared at Isabel: "Grandma! This isn't an accident! Someone must be trying to kill us!"
Even if she shoots herself in the foot, her opponents won't have an easy time either!
Edmund said angrily, "Yes! This matter must be investigated thoroughly!"
Isabel and Heinrich stood in the corner.
Hearing this, Heinrich glanced at her and snorted coldly: "It seems that I underestimated you."
Isabel waved her feather fan gently but smiled without saying anything.
The exquisite rose-patterned embroidered feather fan reflects a dazzling light under the candlelight.
Of course, this was not the one that Louisa had sent her maid to deliver.
The fan scented with castor oil was replaced the moment Louisa came to the lounge and brought her water.
The potion that Louisa had carefully prepared returned to her hands and to the glass of champagne that her husband Edmund had drunk.
Looking at Isabel's leisurely expression, Heinrich knew that she did not need his help.
Humph, if you don’t want it, then don’t want it!
He sneered.
He would never intervene to help her, not even once, until he was sure she could gain a foothold in Chalvey.
Thinking of this, she looked up and saw that the hatred in Louisa's eyes was about to burn through Isabel, and Edmund clenched his fists and his face turned ashen.
Looking at the frail woman beside him who was completely unaware of the danger, Heinrich put down his foot that was about to be raised, stood behind Isabel, and glared back at Edmund coldly.
It’s a pity that Isabel didn’t have eyes in the back of her head, and she didn’t know that a man could have so many complicated thoughts in one second.
However, she was not unaware of the danger; on the contrary, she was confident about it.
Although Lady Violet didn't believe Louisa's words, she had to explain: "Tell me clearly! Who wants to harm you? Produce evidence! Otherwise, if it gets out, the servants will laugh at our messy family behind our backs!"
Isabel thought, don't worry, the Spencer family's messy reputation has spread thousands of miles away.
Louisa: "It was Audrey! She gave me the fan mixed with castor oil! She's the one who did it to me!"
Violet frowned and looked at Isabel: "What's going on?!"
Isabel spread her hands. "I don't understand. My clothes and fan were sent by Louisa."
Louisa: "You replaced my fan while I was serving you water! You put castor oil in it!"
Violet's eyes narrowed.
Dr. George's diagnosis just now was food poisoning caused by castor oil mixed with cream.
Isabel's expression remained unchanged, and she sighed inwardly.
If Louisa traveled to the Eastern Harem, she probably wouldn't survive even one episode.
"Have you ever thought about how I managed to prepare castor oil, arrange the butter tart for dinner, and fumigate the fan on my first day here?" Isabel shrugged. "As everyone knows, I have no authority over the servants."
Louisa opened her mouth, but all arguments seemed powerless.
Violet snorted coldly, "Louisa, if I were a three-year-old, you could still deceive me. It's obvious that Audrey doesn't have the conditions to frame you."
"No, Lady Violet, I didn't." Isabel smiled, "But Louisa has the capital to frame me."
Louisa paled.
Edmund stood up suddenly: "What nonsense are you talking about?!"
Heinrich stepped forward almost at the same time and glanced at Edmund: "Want to do it?"
Edmund clenched his fists and sat down angrily.
Isabel glanced at Heinrich in surprise. Heinrich frowned, rolled his eyes, and looked away in disgust, as if he wanted to distance himself from her.
Violet's face was serious: "Audrey, you accused her of harming you, where is the evidence?"
Isabel said nothing and glanced back.
Then, the stern maid, Eleanor, stepped forward and produced a stack of lists. "Madam, ten minutes ago, Miss Norman reminded me to check the purchase lists for the past few months. It shows that only Mrs. Louisa's personal maid had ordered a large amount of castor oil, and that she had made the aromatherapy three days ago."
Louisa was stunned and looked at Edmund in surprise.
The old lady's personal maid is the most old-fashioned! This woman has only been here for a day, why would Eleanor be willing to help her?!
"No! I didn't! I don't know anything about castor oil! My maid must have done it behind my back! Grandma, please believe me!" Louisa's voice was hoarse. "And you! Eleanor! Why did you frame me? Did Audrey bribe you?!"
Eleanor deadpanned, "I'm just stating the facts, Mrs. Louisa."
Isabel sighed again.
The rank is really... too low.
She hadn't expected it to be so easy. Didn't poisoning usually require a cleanup?
How could someone openly harm someone? She had only given Eleanor a hint, but she hadn't expected to find out in ten minutes.
Violet: "Enough! Shut up! I believe Eleanor. It's true that Louisa made castor oil, but that doesn't prove she had any intention of harming anyone. That's the end of it!"
Louisa suppressed her resentment and said, "Yes, grandma."
Isabel ignored her gaze, fanned herself lightly, and followed the old lady's steps away.
Behind him, Heinrich narrowed his eyes slightly, examining the blond figure walking away.
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The farce was over, and Isabel was about to go back to her room to rest when she saw a familiar tall figure coming up the stairs opposite.
"Mr. Duke?" She raised her eyebrows and continued strolling leisurely.
Heinrich, who never wastes words, strode towards her and got straight to the point: "Audrey Norman, you are indeed quite smart, but this intelligence will mislead you into thinking that the road ahead will be easy."
Isabel frowned, stared at him for a few seconds, and suddenly smiled: "What do you want to say?"
"Chalvis isn't for the weak, and certainly not for those who think they can conquer everything." Heinrich's eyes were filled with sarcasm, as if recalling something. His dark pupils concealed an inextricable emotion. "I hate the weak, and I hate those who think they are smart."
Today's farce made him think that she was showing off her intelligence?
"Mr. Heinrich, can I understand that you don't like me at all?" Isabel raised her eyebrows. "So I can't be smart or fragile. If I really can gain a foothold in Charvis, you won't be happy, right?"
Heinrich sneered, "Yes. Leave now before the wedding."
"The marriage has been signed. The Queen has granted the marriage. I dare not run away."
"As long as you are willing to leave, I can take care of the rest."
"Settle it? How?" Isabel sneered. "My Lord Duke, all you can do is ask me to change my identity or flee to Herslan? Elmi? But what I want is to live an upright life with my family. Can you do that?"
Silence spread, leaving only the sounds of each other's breathing.
Heinrich glanced at her and said calmly, "Do you think you'll have a good life if you stay in Chalvez? The weak will be left with nothing, and the strong will be caught in an endless struggle. You're just being carried away by a tiny victory."
"That's my business." Isabel suddenly stepped forward, her ice-blue eyes fixed on him, and she smiled. "I am responsible for my ambitions, and I will bear the consequences of my choices."
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