Bettor Mr. Nobles
Chapter 78

Chapter 78

Meanwhile, in the Comte's room.

Lady Angelia looked glued at the man standing behind the door.

That ... Abellards.

The man had been neat and looked dashing with a silver-colored tuxedo, and was looking at him with smiling lips.

The Count then reached out to take the tray from his hand.

"I don't want to eat in my room. We will come together to attend his dinner" said the man with a mysterious smile.

"You're cured?" Lady Angelia stuttered. His eyes were blown away at Abellard's good looks.

"Already, I've been fresh fit and full of spirit!" answer Abellard.

Lady Angelia looked amazed. He never got a response like this from Abellard. His eyes then swept around the room to check.

"Are you alone in this room?"

Abellard frowned. "Yes, I'm alone" he replied.

The Lady was silent for a moment. His eyes were still staring at every corner. Make sure the room is not occupied by anyone other than the man standing nearby.

Actually his heart still feels awkward, about the chicken stew that should not be served and also Maria's attitude with her suspicious servant of trust. But he immediately dismissed the thought of seeing Abellard's hospitality.

"Do you want to go with me now?" Abellard stretched out her right arm to be held by Lady Angelia.

The girl was silent for a moment. Then the tip of his lips was attracted forming a confident smile.

"Of course I want to" he replied, holding Abellard's arm.

The two then stepped into the dining room.

Lady Angelia stepped up with her chin raised. He knew that his charm could not be rejected by any man. He finally conquered the heart of the Count de Marseille. It didn't take long to make Abellard forget the village woman. Had he known, long ago he would have gone to great lengths to remove the girl from Abellard's sight.

Once in the dining room, the Duke and Duchess of Medwin smiled happily to see their daughter had returned, even holding a friendly Monsieur Count.

The Duke soon forgot his resentment towards Lady Angelia. It turned out that's why his daughter didn't want to talk to Monsieur Simon.

While Mme Aamber also smiled widely seeing her son had come out and excited back.

"I'm so worried about you, my son .." she said as soon as Abellard sat next to her.

"I'm fine, Mere."

"Well then let's continue the dinner" said the Countess happily.

"Sorry, Ma'am ... I don't see Mlle Gaulle at the dinner table tonight. Is she okay?" sela Monsieur Simon's.

Mme Aamber looked at her new business partner with a bad feeling.

"Mlle Gaulle has returned to her home, Monsieur."

Monsieur Simon was stunned for a moment. Then he breathed a disappointed breath. "It's a pity that I intend to double my investment because I think I will do business with people who know a lot about precious stones."

Suddenly a riot was heard from the direction of the hall. Then Mary appeared with a woman who was raging. Maria tried to calm and restrain the woman who was none other than Jean so as not to break into the dining room.

All guests immediately noticed. Including Lady Angelia who instantly turned deathly pale. His body seemed to stiffen with bulging eyes.

Why did the waiter show up here? Didn't he threaten the woman not to dare to return?

At the end of that long dining table, Mme Aamber instantly rose from her seat.

"What is this Mary?! Why did this woman get in?!"

"He forced Ma'am. He said something needs to be said."

"In that case, let him deliver. Everyone here should also know that not everyone can be trusted" Abellard said. Of course, what he meant was that she could not be trusted was Lady Angelia.

Mme Aamber confirmed the words of her son. "Yes right. So that my guests here can be careful in choosing a maid."

Mary also released Jean. His sister Amily took two steps forward. Standing straight with his head raised, he looked tough and brave. No more slouching and closing as usual. He bowed respectfully to the Count and Countess.

"I want to convey something, Ma'am," Jean's eyes glanced at Lady Angelia at a glance. The face of the English princess looked as pale as a corpse. His eyes were threatening. Jean was not at all afraid. Even if Lady Angelia would kill him, she would not regret revealing this truth.

"Actually the one who poisoned Mlle Gaulle's food wasn't me!"

Mme Aamber looked surprised.

"I was threatened to confess as the perpetrator. That guy took advantage of my weakness, which was my sister Amily. I was most afraid that my brother would return to the village and suffer with our drunken father. So that guy threatened to get my sister kicked out of this castle."

The guests looked dumbfounded at the horrifying statement from the sharp-eyed woman who suddenly interrupted their meal. They looked at each other with astonished faces.

Meanwhile, the Duke of Medwin immediately whispered to his wife. "You see? This castle harbors a terrible scandal. I actually disagree with you recommending this noble to be our son-in-law. Still better Monsieur Simon."

The Duchess could only quietly hear her husband's complaints.

"Who ... that person?" mme Aamber asked with a look of shock. He had no idea there had been such a wicked scandal in his castle.

Jean took a deep breath. Eventually, he was able to reveal things he thought he would have no chance of revealing until he died. His eyes turned to Lady Angelia. Not only glancing, Jean looked at the Lady with a raining gaze.

"The person is ...."

Jean smiled with satisfaction before saying it.

"Lady Angelia!" he shouted while pointing right at the pale face of the Lady.

Everyone in the room was shocked, not confused. The Duke of Medwin and his wife.

After a moment of being stunned, each head turned to the Lady.

The Duke of Medwin immediately got up from his seat. The middle-aged man's eyes glared at Jean with a crimson face extinguished.

"So your mouth is a lowly servant! My daughter can't do that! We are honorable and educated people. How dare you accuse my daughter of poisoning others and threatening you!" the screams were loud and loud. Until his saliva spouts without him knowing.

Abellard then got up from her chair in a relaxed and authoritative motion.

"He's not accusing, Your Grace. (Your Grace: a call to a Duke). But reveal the truth. Your daughter did. We still have other witnesses if you don't believe. Right now we are also searching your daughter's room. I'm sure, will find some packs of deadly herbs."

Lady Angelia who was sitting next to him looked scared to death. The girl was fixated with a pale face and bulging eyes. He really did not expect, Abellard turned out to investigate!