Me, a Princess? My Lord! - Chapter 75

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Chapter 75

Deshion leaned back deeply against his chair, lost in thought.

As the Queen’s condition rapidly deteriorated, they must have urgently searched for someone to nurse the child.

‘But under any circumstances, the royal family wouldn’t have called upon someone with no connections.’

If it were a life-or-death situation, that might be different. But if they had even a few days’ notice, they would have certainly used someone thoroughly vetted.

Whether they were physically healthy. Whether there was any risk of harming the princess. At minimum, they would have selected someone after that level of verification.

‘The most likely scenario is that they received a recommendation… But everyone’s dead, so there’s no one to ask.’

Deshion tapped on his desk.

He thought he was getting closer, but the distance to the truth was still far, so very far.

‘I need to find more clues about that governess first.’

Of course, he had no idea how to go about it. Finding a needle in a haystack would probably be easier.

But looking back, he had accomplished such difficult tasks several times before. Finding Cecilia Nardin was like that, and discovering Heidi Dalton was the same.

Heidi.

Heidi Dalton.

And now, Heidi Beatrice de Panther.

“…”

Deshion opened his drawer with a sliding sound. Inside were newspapers and documents stacked neatly to the brim.

He placed the newspaper from the top onto his desk. On the front page was a faintly printed portrait of Heidi that had been drawn recently.

Deshion unconsciously reached out his hand. His fingers gently caressed over Heidi’s portrait. The surface of the paper was cold and slightly rough. Unlike Heidi’s cheek.

Deshion’s mind filled completely with Heidi’s face. Her two eyes widened round in surprise, her cheeks flushed pink, her hand busily wiping away ice cream from the corner of her mouth. And…

“Brother?”

“…”

“Brother!”

Light returned to Deshion’s eyes. When he turned his head, he saw Eloise standing close to his desk, looking down at him.

“Eloise. I didn’t realize you had come.”

“What were you thinking about so deeply? I made so much noise coming in.”

“When did you come up to the town house?”

Eloise rolled her eyes playfully.

“Yesterday morning. I was afraid I’d forget what my brother’s face looked like if I stayed at the estate, so I came up. But even here, it’s not easy to see you.”

“I’m sorry for not paying attention to you. I’ve had many places to go.”

“But you come home and immediately start working again? Without even changing your clothes?”

Deshion awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck.

“Ah…”

“What kind of important work could it be that you can’t even hear me calling and you’re so…”

Eloise’s gaze fell on the newspaper placed on the desk. The portrait half-hidden under her brother’s hand caught her attention.

“…Heidi?”

Eloise narrowed her eyes. So what he had been stroking and caressing so tenderly for so long was Heidi’s portrait. Wasn’t that rather strange?

“Brother, could it be…”

As Eloise began to speak, Deshion’s pupils wavered. His Adam’s apple moved up and down greatly.

“Do you like Heidi?”

* * *

Meanwhile.

“Ah!”

“I’m sorry, young master.”

Lawrence was receiving treatment from the family’s doctor.

“Can’t you apply it more gently? It stings, it stings too much.”

“I’ll be as careful as possible.”

The doctor bowed and repositioned Lawrence’s hand. Both the back and palm of his hand were bright red and swollen, with fluid seeping out.

Lawrence swallowed his scream internally. It was so stinging and burning that tears almost leaked out.

“But how did you get plant poisoning? If it were the Viscount, that would be one thing… You don’t usually go near plants, do you?”

Lawrence, feeling guilty, shrugged his shoulders as he answered.

“It’s not like I have no interest in plants at all. I look at them sometimes. I even have a flower pot in my room.”

“This doesn’t seem like poison from ornamental plants.”

Lawrence’s blue eyes sparkled.

“You can tell what kind of plant caused the poisoning just by looking at the wound?”

The doctor, who had wrapped Lawrence’s hand tightly with bandages, pushed up his glasses.

“To some extent, yes.”

“To some extent?”

“If mere contact caused this much fluid discharge, it wouldn’t have been an ordinary plant. The rash pattern is also different from poison ivy.”

Lawrence asked sarcastically.

“So what is this then?”

“It seems you touched the leaves of Trakenus.”

Lawrence’s eyes narrowed.

“Tra… what?”

“Trakenus.”

The doctor answered clearly.

“It’s not a common plant. It’s sensitive to light and humidity, so it doesn’t grow well in ordinary places, and it’s only occasionally found near caves.”

“Deep in the forest?”

“But there’s no way you would have gone all the way there… Did you enter the Viscount’s greenhouse?”

Flinch.

Lawrence’s shoulders trembled. He pretended not to know and asked back.

“…Me? Why?”

“Well, I wouldn’t know. The person who went in would know.”

The doctor shrugged. He glanced at Lawrence and said.

“Don’t worry. I won’t say anything to the Viscount. I don’t want to get involved in disputes between brothers.”

“…Yeah.”

“Don’t enter the greenhouse again. It’s full of dangerous things. This is sincere advice.”

Then Lawrence suddenly raised his head.

“Full of dangerous things?”

“…”

“How do you know that?”

The doctor smiled awkwardly as he answered.

“Well… you know. The Viscount is so knowledgeable about medicinal herbs…”

“Even so, normally one would grow medicinal herbs, not plant poisonous ones. What would he use them for? Don’t you think it’s strange? I find it very strange.”

At Lawrence’s words, the doctor’s pupils shook greatly. Lawrence leaned forward and asked in a whisper.

“Do you know something?”

* * *

The doctor denied it to the end. He said he had only happened to peek in once, and that he had no other information.

‘No. He looked like he suspected something.’

Though suspicious, Lawrence stopped his interrogation for now. Further questioning didn’t seem likely to make the doctor confess the truth, and looking at the doctor’s complexion, it wouldn’t be strange if he collapsed right then and there.

‘I’ll let him rest for now and call him back in a few days to dig deeper. For now, let me check other things first.’

Lawrence took out a notebook from his drawer and placed it on his desk. It was what he had found in Clovis’s greenhouse.

Rustle.

He quickly flipped through the notebook, examining its contents.

“It’s filled to the brim. All the way to the last page.”

He opened the first page.

「4」

“4?”

Lawrence tilted his head.

“If there’s a 4, that means there are at least 1, 2, and 3 as well.”

Lawrence turned another page. Then another page, and yet another page.

“To think they lived such filthy lives.”

Lawrence’s face gradually turned to shock as he read the contents written inside.

The notebook’s true identity was a ledger recording the dirty secrets of Panther social circle celebrities.

Adultery, illegitimate child issues, tax evasion, various illegal activities, and even the debts each family owed were recorded in detail.

‘Even health problems…’

Lawrence clicked his tongue.

“What on earth were they planning to use this for…? No, how did they even find out all of this?”

That’s when it happened. A familiar name caught Lawrence’s eye as he quickly flipped through the pages.

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