Chapter 475 - 475 The Story Of Rebellion

475 The Story Of Rebellion

Selma Payne’s POV:

A lightning bolt suddenly struck the cloudless clear sky, followed by a light rain that fell like beads of rain, bending the camellia seedlings that the gardener had carefully taken care of.

Emma sobbed silently while I looked at the rain outside the window and sighed heavily.

There were already clues about this.

Starting from Benson, the Intelligence Department had already investigated all the people related to that day, including the most suspicious, Bertha. But be it the servant or anyone else, there was no suspicion. After many investigations, the Intelligence Department finally confirmed that the wine was not poisoned that day but had long been swapped.

From the very beginning, this bottle of wine was poisoned.

So, I followed the origin of each bottle of wine and found that everything was normal. No compelling clues regarding the origin, transportation, or other aspects could be found.

It was obvious that there was a mole on our side.

Maybe Emma’s parents and the servant who had been bribed thought that they had done it flawlessly. Everything that existed would leave traces behind, and everything would eventually leave behind traces.

I knew Emma didn’t do it on purpose, and I believed she wasn’t guarded against her parents’ tricks, but my trust didn’t play a decisive role.

Emma was crying. She was scared, regretful, and lost. I could sense that she was sending a distress signal to me. She knew what was waiting for her, even if it was an unintentional mistake, even if she was also a victim.

“The guards who set off to secretly arrest Mr. And Mrs. Evalia have probably arrived. They will be sentenced for intentional murder and treason. Perhaps they will be permanently exiled, or perhaps... It’s the death penalty.”

Emma couldn’t help but tremble when she heard what I said. All I could do was hug her tightly and continue to say the cold words, “I believe you, Emma. I know you didn’t do it on purpose. You didn’t want to do anything. But... I can’t guarantee you’ll be exonerated from the crime. I’m sorry, girl, I can’t do anything about it.”

At the end of the day, I was only the Crown Princess. My father still held all the power. No matter how much I trusted Emma, my father might not let it go on my account even if I had forgiven her. Emma was not only my female companion and friend but also the trainee secretary of the Lycan King, one of the places closest to the center of power.

Not all mistakes could be forgiven. My father was a generous elder, but he was also a king as majestic as thunder.

Emma didn’t blame me. She trembled and choked, “I understand, Selma. All of this is my fault. If only I had been more cautious... If only I had not been so stupid, if only I... It’s completely my fault that I’ve come to this point. I’ve already seen through my parents’ true colors. How could I so easily have believed them? I’ve always been na?ve and foolish. I’ve paid a great price for this foolishness, but now someone else has to bear the consequences of my foolishness.”

“I should’ve said it from the beginning. I backed off when I heard the ‘intelligence personnel’ conversation that night. I was afraid. I didn’t know what would happen to me if I told the truth, so I chose to remain silent. Now that I think about it, I made a stupid mistake again. It was a chance to redeem everything, but I missed it, and once I miss it, it will never return.

“Today, Grandpa came to hand in his resignation letter. I realized that I had no way out. My family is already an arrow at the end of its flight. Although they fantasize about soaring to the heavens in one go, the bystanders see this rotten ship slowly sinking. Grandpa’s resignation was a concession, but it was also a tacit consent to the collapse of the Evaria Family in exchange for the only chance to survive.

“I can’t... I can’t let my cowardice destroy everything. Grandpa’s concession, the opportunity you and his Majesty gave me, I can’t let everything be in vain.”

Soft footsteps came from outside the door. After a while, they stopped in front of the door.

Emma trembled again. She clutched the tassels on the back of the sofa tightly and bit her lip to stop sobbing.

“Your Highness,” Kara’s voice came from outside the door. “They are here.”

Emma’s trembling body suddenly tensed up, then relaxed and fell limp on my body.

“... Come in,” I said.

The intelligence department’s specialists filed in, bowed to me, and politely said to Emma beside me, “Miss Evaria, we have found out that you are related to a murder case. Please cooperate with our investigation.”

Emma wiped her tears, stood up, and tidied her crumpled dress. She tried her best to maintain her dignity and then nodded with a smile. “Alright, this is what I should do.”

I shook my head at the commissioner about to step forward, and he kept the handcuffs he had taken out halfway. Emma smiled at me gratefully and left with the Intelligence Department.

When she reached the door, she turned back and whispered, “Please tell Rhode not to wait for me.”

Facing my stunned gaze, Emma only laughed at herself and didn’t say anything else.