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Rosa, aged and separated from the other maids, was confined alone in a rtively clean cell.
Since her imprisonment in the Ministry of Justice, she had refused food and water and remained utterly silent.
Dennis had personally urged her to cat.
But she simplyy in her cell, disying a posture of utter resolve to die.
Lance knew Rosa would never betray Madison, whom she had raised from childhood.
Their bond was deeper than the ordinary master–servant rtionship.
Over the years, as Madison’s inner circle constantly changed, Rosa remained loyal, privy to all of Madison’s deeds.
In fact, many of the unspeakable deeds had been carried out by her.
“Dennis interrogated Lacius today,” Lance told Adide. “Lacius confessed that Madison ordered the disfigurement of Cassius’s family. It was Rosa who suppressed the order; otherwise, Cassius’s family would have been annihted.”
Adide was furious. “Madison is monstrous!” she eximed.
“To kidnap someone resembling my mother for Hunt’s sake and to disfigure and ughter those resembling my father–has she lost her mind?” <fn0015> Latest content published on FιndNovel</fn0015>
“Madison’s atrocities are known best to Rosa,” Lance said.
“Madison’s crimes go beyond treason,” Lance continued after a pause. “She bears blood debts. While Lycan Erasmus may not pursue these, the victims, whether living or dead, deserve justice.”
Adide agreed. “Every life matters and shouldn’t be destroyed so heartlessly.”
“I’ll speak with Rosa,” Adide decided.
“I’ll have her brought to the interrogation room,” Lance said.
“No torture devices in the room,” Adide reminded.
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Lance smiled, “They’re stored separately. We’ve not used them yet<i>. </i>Come, I’ll show you the
room.”
The Ministry’s building was grand and spacious. The cells were at the back left, essible via several corridors.
The trees there were sparse, their leaves falling, leaving few remaining.
The interrogation rooms, located at the back right, consisted of seven or eight rooms.
Lance opened one door and had Rosa brought in.
The room was cleverly designed with small partitions made of thin sheer fabric.
Behind these, one could hide and listen clearly to even the faintest sigh.
The room was well–lit, but there were no lights behind the partitions, so the person being questioned would have no idea anyone was there.
Adide sat with her back to the partitions.
The room was simple, with two tables, three chairs, and no torture devices.
Twomps on the table before her would be lit during interrogations, allowing Lance to record statements from behind the partition.
This setup would make Rosa believe she was alone with Adide.
Rosa entered, her body weakened by her hunger strike, barely able to stand without support.
Adide observed her gaunt face and chapped lips.
Rosa’s eyes were lifeless, radiating an aura of impending death.
Recognizing Adide, Rosa shakily leaned on the table to sit upright.
Rosa’s gaze was cold and deep, like two ancient wells without a trace of light, staring straight at Adide.
Adide met her gaze.
Adide recalled seeing Rosa once at Madison’s manor.
Rosa had been imposing in her stone–blue dress, her authority etched into every
wrinkle.
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Now, her clothes were wrinkled, her hair disheveled, her headpiece askew, and her face marked by dark spots.
She appeared shrunken and frail, a shadow of her former self, clearly ravaged by worry hunger.
and
Though appearing indifferent and ready to die, Adide knew Rosa must be internally desperate.
Dennis had tried talking to her, but Rosa hadn’t responded.
Now, facing Adide, Rosa spoke first, coldly, “Don’t bother trying to get me to say anything against the princess. Save your
time.”
Adide replied calmly, “Lacius confessed that it was you who saved their family. Without you, they’d be long gone. For that, I want to thank you.”