?Chapter 326:
Every time Amon pressed about Frank, I stuck to the same line: I didn’t know, and Frank had nothing to do with it.
“Ha-ha.” Amon let out a derisiveugh. “How touching. Do you really think Frank will swoop in to save you once he’s cleared of all this?”
I bit down on my lower lip, refusing to give him the satisfaction of a reply.
With a sneer, Amon turned to the soldiers standing nearby.
“Lock her up. No visitors unless I say so!”
Makenna’s POV:
“I told Amon to cheat her, telling her…”
I shared the details of the n I had suggested to Amon with Alice.
“Really? Do you think that will work?” Alice was astonished after hearing the n. “Will Jessica fall for it?”
I affirmed with a nod while washing the vegetables. I felt certain.
“Jessica has always envied me. Her envy and the urge to outdo me seep through every pore in her body. She cannot stand being second to me in any respect. Thus, she’ll inevitably try to prove she didn’t take anything from me.”
Alice pondered over my words, nodding slowly.
I went on, “Moreover, after enduring days of imprisonment and intense interrogation, Jessica is nearly broken. If we keep up the pressure, the truth is bound toe out.”
Alice listened with keen interest.
“Humph, she brought it on herself! After all her misdeeds, she deserves this!”
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Just then, a soft knock at the kitchen door broke our conversation.
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Looking up, I saw yton’s familiar form. He stood there, grinning at me.
“Makenna, am I interrupting your chat? I’vee to help.” yton smiled warmly. His voice was soothing, quickening my pulse.
“Oh, where’s Lily?” Alice caught on quickly. With a mischievous giggle, she slipped out of the kitchen. “I’ll go check if Lily is back.”
Now it was just yton and I left. I blushed as I shyly met his gaze.
“Your Highness, I can manage on my own. You should rx.”
But yton effortlessly took the vegetables from me. His fingers brushed mine, sending a faint spark through me.
yton’s brow creased slightly. With a soft smile on his handsome face, he said, “You’ve just recovered. I’m worried about you handling the cooking for everyone by yourself.”
yton’s concern sent a warm flush across my cheeks.
“Your Highness, I’mpletely recovered now. The antidote worked wonders. I even feel stronger than I was before, so there’s no need to worry,” I said as I bent my head and smiled happily, continuing to wash the vegetables.
But then, I became curious about the pill.
“Your Highness, what magic material is this particr pill made of? Why is it so valuable and effective?” I couldn’t help but ask yton.
yton suddenly fell into silence. After a moment, he began to speak in a low tone. “The maker of this rare medicine is no longer alive.”
My eyes widened in astonishment. “They’ve passed away? Did they not pass on their remarkable knowledge?”
With a light sigh, yton shared, “The maker’s family also died tragically.”
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