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The room was clearly filled with people, yet it was so quiet that only the sound of wind and rain outside could be heard, and no one answered his question.

Mia Lane stared at him with hurt eyes and spoke in her master’s tone, "Miles Lee, one who does too many unscrupulous things will inevitably meet their own doom."

Eden’s gaze fell on the woman’s face, his expression so strikingly puzzled it was beyond words!

He looked like he’d seen a ghost!

"I am his disciple," Mia Lane reverted to her original voice, suppressing the surging waves within her heart and trying not to involve any personal feelings, "According to seniority, I should call you ’Master Uncle,’ but you are not worthy."

Eden was astonished. A disciple? A disciple who could change voices? A disciple in medicine? And how were the medical skills?

"You intended to poison the King, but fortunately, we discovered it in time and have prepared the antidote for him," Mia Lane told him truthfully, "Now you can rest in peace."

"..." Eden looked at her, seeing she wasn’t lying, and his heart plunged into the depths.

"What are you waiting for? Take him away!" The King didn’t want to see him for even a second.

Two generals dragged Eden away, giving him no chance to struggle.

Seeing that departing figure, everyone knew Eden’s fate—death was certain.

The fall of Eden did not make Catherine too happy; her focus was solely on the King. "How are you?" She moved in front of the King, hesitating to touch him, yet longing to hug him, "Have you been poisoned?"

With eyes full of tears, the woman was anxious to the point of nearly crying, her heart aching.

The King coughed lightly twice, reassuring her with a shake of his head, "It’s not serious, don’t worry too much, go rest early."

Then the King’s gaze softly swept over everyone around, all the high-ranking officials were present, and he saw the worry and grief on their faces.

The King confessed, "Though I’ve been poisoned for five years, perhaps longer, fortunately, I now have the antidote. Thanks to my son Louis, and thanks to Mr. Kingston, Mrs. Kingston, and Miss Morgan, so... there’s a hope of recovery for my body, for now, I won’t die."

Rumble!!

Another flash of lightning and thunder! The sky outside was now completely dark.

"Let’s all disperse tonight!" The King raised his voice to tell everyone, "Tomorrow morning at eight, a royal emergency meeting will be convened, the attendance will be notified by the Ministry of Internal Affairs."

After speaking, he stepped outside with a cane, accompanied by Prince Louis.

Julie advanced two steps to support the silently conflicted Princess Catherine, understanding her feelings.

The Princess’s love for the King was pure, but now was not the time to say much.

"Jocelyn." The King suddenly stopped at the door, turning to look at the girl standing not far away, he spoke warmly, extending his hand to her, "Come here."

Jocelyn Morgan met the King’s gaze, stepping towards him.

Then Jocelyn accompanied the King on his other side, lending a hand to support him into the elevator along with Ian Shelby.

Justin Kingston held his wife’s hand, embracing her shoulder, understanding her anger and pain.

Mia Lane walked with him outside, feeling truly sad, and officials one by one turned around.

"Why are you here?" Catherine turned to Julie, asking in confusion and with a hint of blame in her eyes, "Did you act on your own?"

Julie lowered her eyes, "I’m sorry... I just..."

"Julie!" Catherine was really angry, "Don’t explain to me! Go write a self-reflection! Your salary will be halved this month!"

After speaking, Catherine left.