Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

Chapter 1744: Conclusion

Chapter 1744: Conclusion

Though the room was filled with people, silence reigned, broken only by the sounds of the wind and

rain outside. No one responded to his question.

Jennifer gazed at him, her eyes carrying a wounded expression as she spoke with her master's voice,

"Kai, those who do wrong will ultimately destroy themselves."

Eden's eyes fell upon the woman's face. His expression at that moment was beyond astonishment! He Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

seemed as if he had seen a ghost!

"I am his disciple," Jennifer reverted to her true tone, suppressing the turmoil within, trying not to show

any personal emotions, "By hierarchy, I should address you as Mr. Adams, but you are not worthy of it."

Eden was bewildered. A disciple? A disguised disciple? A medical disciple? Then what of his medical

skills...?

"You plotted against the king, but fortunately, we discovered it in time and have prepared the antidote

for him," Jennifer informed him truthfully, "Now you can find peace."

"..." Eden looked at her, seeing no signs of deceit. His heart plummeted.

"What are you waiting for? Take him away!" The king did not want to see him for another second.

Two generals dragged Eden away, offering him no chance to resist.

As they watched his departing figure, everyone knew Eden's fate-certain death.

Despite Eden's downfall, Catherine did not rejoice. Her focus was solely on the king. "How are you?"

She approached the king, hesitant to touch him, yet yearning to embrace him. "Are you poisoned?"

Tears welled up in her eyes. She was so distressed, her heart ached.

The king coughed softly, meeting her gaze, shaking his head reassuringly, "It's nothing, don't worry too

much. Go back and rest early."

Then the king's gaze swept gently over everyone around him. Officials of high rank had gathered, all

displaying concern and sorrow.

The king confessed, "Although I've been poisoned for over five years, perhaps even longer, I am

fortunate to have obtained the antidote. Thanks to my son Louis, and to Mr. and Mrs. Marsh and Miss

Claire. So... there is a glimmer of hope for my recovery, at least for the time being, I won't die."

Rumble! A series of thunder and lightning! The sky outside had completely darkened.

"Let's all disperse for the night!" The king raised his voice, addressing everyone, "Tomorrow at 8 a. m.,

there will be an emergency royal meeting. The Ministry of Interior will notify the attendees."

With that, he leaned on his cane and walked towards the door, with Prince Louis by his side.

Jolie stepped forward, supporting the hesitant Queen Catherine, understanding her emotions at that

moment.

The queen's love for the king was pure, but now was not the time to say much.

"Claire." The king suddenly stopped at the door, turning to the girl standing nearby. He spoke gently

and reached out to her. "Come here."

Claire met the king's gaze and stepped forward.

Then, Claire accompanied the king on the other side, taking his arm, and together with Rowan, they

helped him into the elevator.

Ivan held his wife's hand, giving her a comforting embrace, understanding her anger and pain.

Jennifer accompanied him as they stepped outside. She was truly saddened, and one by one, the

officials turned away.

"Why are you here?" Catherine turned to Jolie, puzzled, and with a hint of reproach. "Did you act on

your own?"

Jolie lowered her gaze. "I'm sorry... I just..."

"Jolie!" Catherine was truly angry. "Don't explain to me! Go back and write a self-criticism! Your salary

for this month is halved!"

With that, Catherine walked away.