Bettor Mr. Nobles
Chapter 38

The girl named Sora seemed to sigh, before then answering with a quivering and stammering voice.

"Sa-I saw the Lady ... Lady Angelia by the tray."

"Gee ...." Everyone seemed to exclaim in shock at Sora's words. Didn't expect a lady to be involved in this case. Not expecting also Sora dared to say what she saw.

Abellard turned to the lady. Yes, this woman is suspect. Although the face looked calm and did not panic at all since then, but filing Abellard still believes that the woman who sits quietly is indeed involved.

Lady Angelia immediately put on a look of mistreatment.

"That's .. a very cruel accusation. I didn't get near that tray. I just came to pick up the fruit as usual. You can ask the Countess directly, who saw me carrying the fruit that afternoon."

"Yes, I saw it." The countess confirmed Lady Angelia's confession firmly, then turned to look at Sora with bulging eyes. "So what you say, waiter! There's no way Lady Angelia would do that!" snapped it.

Sora was immediately bowed in fear at the clasping of the Countess.

"He didn't say Lady Angelia poisoned him, Mere. He said he saw Lady Angelia on the tray, because that's what I asked" Abellard said.

The man then took a deep breath before speaking firmly. "Meaning, now all you have to investigate is the waiter who cooked it, Lucie, and Lady Angelia!"

"Oh my God, I really didn't do it, why should I get involved?" there was a protest of Lucie sitting restlessly in her chair.

The atmosphere was again boisterous by the whispers. But the faces of the servants now looked relieved. At least mass dismissals will be delayed for a moment. And they hope that the culprit will be caught soon, so that their work is saved.

"Countess, this is unfair. I don't want my name smeared for being accused of being involved in this matter." Lady Angelia whines with a sad look at her future mother-in-law.

Making the Countess wrong. He disagreed with his son's decision. But he also knew there was no point in arguing. Because the stance of his son was very strong since the beginning.

"I! I was the culprit!" Suddenly the waiter in charge of cooking the meal exclaimed loudly. Beat the noise and make the atmosphere quiet again.

Abellard turned to the woman with a frowning forehead.

"You?"

"Yes, Monsieur Count. I'm the culprit! I poured that poisonous liquid into Mlle Gaulle's food!"

"You mean you did it on purpose?"

"Yes, I did it on purpose."

Abellard clenched both of her hands. It turned out that the servant really intended to poison Naeva.

He looked at the woman in anger.

"What made you want to poison Mlle Gaulle?!" Abellard's voice sounded snarling.

The woman was still bowing deeply with her hands clenched. No answer came out of his mouth. Makes Abellard even more angry.

"Bless your evil face and answer my question!" he snapped with reddened eyes. He wanted to approach and avenge her evil deeds by hurting her.

The 35-year-old woman slowly raised her face. Face with a hard face.

"I don't like to see an ordinary girl suddenly come and want to be the wife of the Count and reign supreme in this castle!" the answer.

Abellard clenched her teeth until she shook. How petty the woman's mind was, making her so fed up.

"Guards! Take this woman and punish her!" he shouted loudly while pointing at the woman

"Sister!" a screech rang out from the middle of the horde of servants.

Then the figure of a young girl who was none other than Amily ran up to the servant who was waiting for his punishment.

"It's impossible!" Amily clasped her brother's arm while shaking her head and crying. "So you can't do this! My brother never liked to interfere with other people's lives. My brother always focused on work! I can't believe it was the brother!" wail the girl with tears that kept flowing down her cheeks.

The hard-faced woman looked at her sister sternly. "Amily, shut up! Don't think about this. Keep working hard. Remember, don't lose this job!"

Then the woman turned to the bodyguard standing next to her.

***

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A knocking sound came from the door of his room. Naeva, who was sorting out the withered flowers, left her job.

"Amily?" call the girl when you see who is standing at the door of her room.

Amily stood before the door of her room with a panicked look and cheeks filled with tears.

"Amilie! You why?" Naeva immediately grabbed the girl's shoulder with a concerned look.

"Please my sister, Mlle Gaulle!" replied the girl in her tears.

"Your brother? She why?"

"He ... he's being whipped, M'mselle!"

Naeva instantly closed her eyes with a grim look upon hearing that.

Punishment whip?!

He had heard much about the terrible punishment from the story of the slaves. When finding out about the land of Morocco, the land of his mother's birth. Naeva was curious, because her mother used to be the most traumatized to hear the word whip. And after knowing his story, his mother's trauma made him also feel a great fear when he heard the word.

"Mlle Gaulle, what's wrong with you?" Amily stopped crying to see Naeva's expression.

Naeva opened her eyes again with a stifled breath.

"I'm fine. Why was your brother punished like that?"

"He admitted that he was the one who poisoned your food at the time, M'mselle."

Naeva. Amily's brother put poison? Butwhy? He doesn't even know the girl.

"But I'm sure my brother wasn't the culprit. Really, he is the one who is most focused on work. He never wants to know anyone's business."

Naeva's eyebrows look linked. He doesn't know what to say. After all, what Amily said was very surprising.

"My brother .. My brother also said the reason for poisoning you was because he did not agree that an ordinary woman wanted to rule this castle. That's ... it's really not her. He never cared who his employer was and what their business was. What matters to him is his job." Amily explained again with a sob.

Naeva gulped her saliva. Staring at the servant girl before him with a feeling of being all wrong. On the one hand, he did not want to forgive the man who poisoned Marc. He also did not want to let people who were so easy to poison others just because of trivial problems.

But if what Amily believes is true that her brother could not do that, there could be someone else who forced her to confess. And it could only be done by influential people in this castle.

"Mlle Gaulle, help my brother. Only you can help her," asked Amily with a pleading look.

"I want to help him. But ... I'm just a guest here, Amily."

Amily shook her head with hopeful eyes. "No M'mselle. You could. The one who sentenced him was Monsieur Comte. He did it for you. I'm sure your words will be heard by him."

"All right, I'll try it" replied Naeva.

The answer that made Amily immediately grabbed her hands and kissed her while crying. "Thank you, M'mselle. You are very kind. We will not forget your thoughts until anytime," he said.

Naeva's eyebrows back adrift sad, can not bear to see the reaction of Amily. Her heart was tight to see the girl's sadness and fear. He immediately embraced the servant warmly.

"Oh, don't cry. I'll see the count now," he entertained.

**

In the sitting room, Naeva sees Abellard with Mme Aamber and Lady Angelia. Naeva's steps stopped for a moment. This is not the right time to ask Abellard to drop her sentence. The countess would definitely judge herself to like to govern and control Abellard.

But he has to see Abellard now. Imagining an innocent person screaming in pain gets the punishment she deserves, making Naeva unable to buy time.

With courage, he stepped forward.