I won't pick up the trash i threw away again

Chapter-80

The small bottle passed through Harchen's hand, then into Philen's grasp.

Philen looked at the vial carefully again.

It was definitely the same vial that came out of Misa's room.

That really meant that Leila had instigated Misa to poison Cecily.

"..."

At the completely unexpected fact, Philen stared blankly at the vial.

The butler who brought the maid to Philen, Harchen, was also shocked.

Come to think of it, the only person Misa could be loyal to, even risking her life, was Leila.

After Leila left the mansion, Misa was the only one who missed her.

Other maids testified that she frequently visited Leila's room as well as the storage where Leila's stuff was kept.

Philen's expression became more serious.

Harchen looked at him and said carefully.

"Is it possible that the maid, while looking at Young Lady Leila's stuff, accidentally found the vial and made an arbitrary plan?"

"Anyway, it's true that Leila bought this drug to harm my child."

Philen said, emphasizing the part 'my child.'

Because of what he said, Harchen was no longer able to take Leila's side and kept his mouth shut.

Philen closed his eyes and took a deep breath, thinking about the possibility that Leila wasn't the culprit.

However, no matter how much he thought about it, Leila was definitely the culprit.

She killed his child.

His long-awaited first child...!

BANG-!

Philen couldn't hold back his boiling anger and slammed the handle of the sofa.

He couldn't believe Leila, not no one else, would do something like this.

As much as he trusted Leila, he felt a great sense of betrayal.

Philen clenched his jaw and stood up.

"I'm going to the capital right now."

Leila.

If you really killed my child, I won't forgive you.

Never.

The diplomatic mission of Natsha Kingdom arrived in Hutton on the second day we arrived in Hutton.

After hearing the news in advance that they were coming, I changed into my uniform and went outside.

Marquis Valdir, who had come out beforehand, frowned at my outfit.

"Lady, why are you dressed like that?"

Is there something wrong with it?

"Is there a problem?"

"Your outfit is not like a lady's."

My outfit is not like a lady's? What...

Ah, is it because I'm not wearing a dress?

If I was an ordinary noble lady, it would be appropriate to wear a dress, but I was clearly an aide to the emperor and a member of the delegation.

But it would be ridiculous to say something like that.

"I hope you don't forget that I am His Majesty's aide."

"Who said that?"

Marquis Valdir chuckled.