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    Breaking the tense silence, Louis suggested, “Maybe it wasn’t the medicine.”


    “What do you mean?” Jeffry asked, confused.


    Louis stared at the servant. “Who prepared and administered the medicine?”


    The servant immediately looked at Elyse. “I brewed the medicine, and Elyse was the one who fed it to Bertha!”


    A cold realization washed over Louis. “Elyse, what do you have to say for yourself?”


    Elyse, having already discarded the bowl, denied everything calmly. “That’s a lie. I was in my room the whole time. I know nothing about this.”


    “You’re lying!” the servant’s voice cracked with disbelief. “You were the one who insisted on feeding her the medicine.”


    Elyse stubbornly insisted she hadn’t left her room.


    Silently, Elena stepped forward and delivered a sharp p to Elyse’s face.


    The room fell into stunned silence.


    Samira frowned. “Elena, why did you hit her?” Despite Elyse’s suspicious behavior, there was no proof at that moment. How could Elena just hit her?


    Without answering, Elena struck Elyse two more times with swift, sharp ps. Elyse was taken aback, her fury igniting instantly. “You bitch! How dare you hit me!”


    In a sudden motion, Elena grabbed Elyse by the hair and began snipping wildly with scissors.


    Elyse hissed, “Ah! You insane woman! How dare you touch my hair? I’ll make sure you regret this!”


    Elena’s grip tightened, her fingernails scratching Elyse’s cheek, drawing a scream of pain.


    Samira watched, dumbfounded. Elena seemed out of control, her actions turning violent.


    Hesitant, Samira stayed back, fearing she might be the next target of Elena’s wrath.


    Vince tried to intervene. “Elena, please stop. We don’t have proof yet that Elyse did anything to Bertha.”


    Though startled by the scene, Jolie was relieved her daughter had gained the upper hand, unharmed.


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    Alexander and his sons remained on the sidelines, choosing not to interfere.


    Elena wasn’t done. After reducing Elyse’s hair to a ragged mess, she finally tossed the scissors aside.


    Elyse stood there, her face a mask of fury.


    Elena said coldly, “You bribed the servants, first intending to poison me and then targeting Bertha.”


    Elyse grasped her severed hair, consumed by a burning desire to destroy Elena. “You’re lying! I didn’t bribe any servants! I only…”


    Everyone’s gaze hardened toward Elyse. Though she refused to admit it, her words nearly revealed her involvement in the poisoning—she just hadn’t bribed the servants.


    Her hands clenched into tight fists.


    With a chilling gaze, Elena said, “Elyse, I warned you not to cross me, yet you still don’t understand.”


    Elena had done this deliberately—striking Elyse to provoke her anger, then asking the crucial question at the peak of her fury. Elyse had walked right into the trap.


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