Chapter 1828


    "Why didn''t you wake me up?" he grumbled, annoyancecing his tone.


    The servant bit her lip, struggling for words. In this household, nobody dared to rouse Sean from sleep


    —nobody but Hans. Yet, she dared not voice this truth, merely replying, "Next time, I''ll be sure to wake


    you, Mr. Sean."


    Learning that his sister had already had breakfast, Sean felt his own appetite wane. He nibbled on a


    few bites before setting off to find her.


    At that moment, Arabe and Hans were about to check on Erik, who was locked in the basement,


    when a servant rushed in with urgent news.


    "Mr. Collins, Ms. Collins, Erik''s been motionless for quite some time," the servant said, breathless with


    worry. "We didn''t dare to open the door and check, fearing a trick, but from the surveince, he''s been


    in the same position for so long, it looks like he might be dead."


    Without hesitation, Arabe and Hans hurried down to the basement.


    Therey Erik, sprawled on the floor. As Arabe moved to check on him, Hans held her back, "Let me


    go first."


    Concerned for his sister''s safety, he feared Erik might be faking.


    Arabe nodded, watching as Hans approached and cautiously checked for Erik''s breath. It took a


    moment before he announced, "He''s gone, cold to the touch."


    Arabe stepped forward to examine the body and concluded, "He died about two hours ago, around


    six-thirty this morning. Did either of you notice anything unusual at that time?"


    She looked up, questioning the two servants nearby.


    The servants, visibly shaken, shook their heads.


    "We''ve been on watch the whole time, saw nothing out of the ordinary, and nobody hase by."


    "Because Mr. and Mrs. Collins were worried about aplicesing to rescue him, they set a trap


    outside. If someone had slipped him poison, we couldn''t have missed it."


    The servants were near tears, fearing the me for this oversight. They bowed deeply, trembling, not


    daring to lift their heads as they spoke.


    "You were on watch the entire time? Never stepped away?" Arabe pressed.


    "We each took turns to use the restroom, but one of us always stayed. Ms. Be, we swear it wasn''t us.


    We didn''t kill him."


    Their bodies were bent at a ny-degree angle in fear.


    They knew the man was of great importance to the Collins family, and now with him dead, they were


    naturally the prime suspects.


    "Mr. Cooper brought him inst night unconscious. We assure you, he didn''t wake up for a moment."


    "We kept a close eye on the surveince; there couldn''t be a mistake. At first, he was just lying there,


    asionally moving a bit. Then he was still for so long, we thought perhaps he was trying to lure us in."


    "We didn''t want to disturb your rest since you hadn''t gotten up yet, so we didn''t voice our suspicions,


    just kept watching."


    "Ms. Be, his death has nothing to do with us, we''re not his aplices."


    Their voices were tinged with a cry, anxious and unsure of what to do.


    "I''m not suspecting you, just asking for details. Calm down," Arabe reassured them before turning to


    Hans, "I need to get something."


    Hans nodded, staying by Erik''s side.


    Arabe returned shortly with her medical kit. Inside, alongside the acupuncture set, were various other


    items. She took a detection kit from it and took his blood as sample. Several minutes passed, the


    detection kit finally showed the result.


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    "He died of poisoning."