Chapter 676

Right now the most urgent matter was to rid Hector of the poison in his body. Nicoletta couldn’t allow Caitlin to hold that over them, or the family would be at a dangerous disadvantage.

“Bring the private doctor in, have him examine Hector, find out what this really is.”

“Alright, I’ll contact him immediately.”

Meanwhile, after the scare just now, Devin dared not slack anymore. He moved Caitlin to Moonstone Court, the residence meant for honored guests. The suites there were far more comfortable than the storage wing.

Caitlin, Zinnia, and Tyler were each given separate rooms. Having successfully entered the Jonathan family’s inner circle, Caitlin no longer rushed. She could bide her time, waiting for the right opening.

The family doctor soon arrived at the estate. Nicoletta directed him to examine the old man.

After a thorough check, Nicoletta asked, “Travis, how is he?”

“Madam, I just examined the master and found nothing unusual. Could you describe the symptoms more specifically?” Travis put away his stethoscope.

“Nothing unusual? He was convulsing all over, suffering unbearable pain. He must have been poisoned. How can you not see it?” Nicoletta demanded, her tone sharp.

“I’m sorry, but from the presentation, there’s no clear diagnosis. I’ll draw a blood sample and analyze it back at my lab. Once the results are ready, I’ll inform you.”

“…Fine.”

The doctor took a blood sample and left.

Once the old man fell asleep, Nicoletta paced the room. “What is going on? He’s in agony when it flares, yet the doctor can’t detect anything. What kind of trick is Caitlin using?”

As she mulled over the mystery, Fletcher’s mind was far from focused–still clouded by Caitlin’s alluring figure.

“I’m talking to

you. Why aren’t you answering?” Nicoletta snapped, tapping him with her handkerchief,

Catching the faint fragrance, Fletcher misread her intention. Thinking she was teasing him, he seized her from behind when no one else was around.

Nicoletta froze in alarm and struggled. “Stop! Not here!”

Her eyes warned him–this was Hector’s suite, how could he lose control now?

But Fletcher was already overcome by lust, unwilling to think of anything else. Nicoletta resisted halfheartedly, but soon the two were tangled in the study attached to Hector’s chambers.

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At that exact moment, a maid named Uzma came in with freshly folded clothes. She stopped dead at the sight, dropping the garments to the floor before fleeing in terror.

Nicoletta and Fletcher jumped apart, panic–stricken. If word spread, they’d be ruined. Nicoletta hissed, “Don’t you dare let that little tramp talk!”

“I know!”

Fletcher straightened his clothes and rushed out after Uzma.

The commotion woke Hector in the adjoining room. “Nicoletta? What’s going on out there?”

Nicoletta smoothed her hair, went in quickly, and said, “It’s just me calling Liliana.”

“How’s Liliana doing? Has she met the prince yet?”

“Almost. It should be soon.”

Her eyes flickered guiltily, but thankfully the old man hadn’t heard anything unusual.

Meanwhile, Liliana had already arrived at the prince’s residence in the family’s car. She sent her attendants to announce her visit.

But the attendants returned quickly. “Miss Liliana, His Highness isn’t in.”

“He’s not? Where did he go?”

“His people said he’s attending a summit with the head of state today. He left already.”

“A summit?”

Liliana frowned. Was this just an excuse? Her aide added, “His Highness gave specific instructions that you shouldn’t wait. He won’t be free at noon or in the evening.”

Liliana’s face darkened. Of course–it had to be Caitlin poisoning the prince’s ear. Otherwise why would he suddenly cancel? He’d been interested, he’d even agreed to a date. And now this? It had to be Caitlin’s doing.

Seething, Liliana stomped her foot. “Take me back!”

Back at the Jonathan estate gardens, Caitlin wandered leisurely, studying the grounds and their scale. She reached the pond in the rear garden, where a trellis heavy with vines framed the water. The view was lovely. Caitlin headed toward it, but as she rounded the corner, she noticed movement behind the trees.

She froze and motioned for Zinnia and Tyler to stop as well.

Zinnia followed Caitlin’s gaze curiously. She too saw the rustling branches, and faintly, a woman’s soft cry.

“Should we go around another way?” Zinnia whispered. The sounds suggested a secret rendezvous.

“No. Let’s enjoy the show.”

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Caitlin crouched, hiding herself, phone in hand, recording instinctively She wanted more leserage- evidence of the Jonathan family’s dirty secrets.

If it was just two servants sneaking around, catching them red–handed might be a perfect way to squeeze o hidden truths.

Tyler flushed and quietly excused himself, unwilling to spy. Zinnia stayed by Caitlin’s side.

The muffled cries stopped suddenly, the branches no longer moved. Zinnia guessed they must have finished. Caitlin kept the camera steady, waiting for whoever it was to emerge.

But then, shock–there was a loud splash.

They saw a woman in brown shoved into the pond.

Zinnia gasped, nearly standing up, but Caitlin pulled her down.

Through the lens, they watched. A large hand had pushed the woman in. She didn’t even struggle–she must have already been dead. Within moments, the body sank beneath the surface.

And then Caitlin’s camera caught the figure walking away. Both she and Zinnia were stunned by who it was.

“What do we do? Should we check?” Zinnia whispered, forcing herself calm.

“No. If we go, we’ll look like the killers. Leave it.”

Caitlin dragged her away quickly. If the victim had been alive, they would have saved her. But she was already dead, and stepping in now would only paint them as suspects.

The body would be discovered sooner or later. Best to stay out of it.

Just as they reached Moonstone Court’s entrance, a sharp voice called out behind them.

“Caitlin! Stop right there!”