Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

Chapter 1711 Ivan'S Plan

Chapter 1711 Ivan's Plan

When he saw a tear roll down his father's cheek, Rowan felt a little moved. All the muscles in his body

tensed up, and his heart tightened as well.

This must be his father's only wish right now.

But where was his sister?

After searching for so many years, there was no news at all. He used to dream about his sister too, but

later, he didn't see her again in his dreams.

Rowan couldn't help feeling a little sad.

Just then, the king slowly opened his eyes as he woke up from his dream.

The first person he saw when he opened his eyes was his eldest son, which gave his helpless heart an

added sense of security.

Father and son's gazes met. Rowan also regained his composure. He gently called out, "Father."

"Louis, I just... I just dreamed about Annie," the king said excitedly. "She's not dead. She grew up.

She's over 20 now."

"Mm," Rowan nodded. "I heard you calling her name." Although they hadn't found his sister, he also

had a hunch that his sister was probably still alive.

Occult things like this were inexplainable. Why was the sister in his dream over 20 years old?

"Help me up," the king lifted his hand towards him, his voice weak. He calmly recalled the dream.

Rowan quickly bent over to help prop him up. Having just woken up, the dream was still vividly lingering

in his mind. Every detail was very clear.

"I seem to have seen her face clearly..." the king recalled. "She doesn't look the same as when she

was little. She has grown into a graceful lady. But why did I recognize that girl as Annie? When I called

her name, she turned her head. That look in her eyes... she must be Annie." Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Dreams were sometimes completely inexplainable. Human research was still very limited.

"Father," Rowan propped him up and put a pillow behind him to lean on. Then he poured him a cup of

warm water. "Are you feeling better now?" His voice was extremely soft, afraid of eavesdroppers.

The king nodded. "My chest doesn't hurt as much anymore. I feel like I'm a little better. Do you think

this is an illusion?"

"No," Rowan sat on the edge of the bed and told him firmly. "This is not an illusion. Your pulse has

stabilized quite a bit. My master is also working on an antidote that will be delivered soon. Just hang in

there a little longer, get your health back, and I will definitely find my sister and bring her back!"

"Mm hmm," the king nodded. A firm belief also arose in his heart - that he would definitely live to see

the day he reunited with Annie, as long as she was still alive.

If they were fated to meet again, their paths would cross once more.

In the palace where Ivan was staying, Claire slipped in to see him.

He led her upstairs and they entered the study, since they had a brother-sister relationship, their

meeting did not raise any suspicions.

"Mr. Marsh, the antidote is working. He said the king's pulse has stabilized," Claire reported to him.

"Eden doesn't seem to be taking any action for now and appears normal, but he always gives off a very

crafty vibe. In my judgement, that man is suspicious."

"He's the murderer, of course he's suspicious," Ivan said coldly, very confident in his intuition.

Claire still didn't know what Ivan's plan was, and it was probably safer if fewer people knew, so she

didn't ask.

She was just thinking, "What if he doesn't make another move from now on? Won't it be very difficult to

get him to confess then? What if he won't admit it even in death? We don't have any evidence either."

"I have a way to get him to confess, and he will confess very soon," Ivan said confidently, his

expression softening a little. "My wife just called me. She has developed the antidote and plans to set

off this way immediately."

Claire truly did not understand why he had to insist on her coming.

But she understood very clearly that Mr. Marsh had his reasons for arranging it this way.