Chapter 488
Chapter 488
Milan was suddenly stared at by so many members of the royal family. She couldn't help but take two steps back and her face was pale. She looked at her teacher and shook her head, saying, "Teacher, it was not me."
Jeffes looked at Milan and did not speak. He knew his disciple very well and was confident that Milan would not do this. But there was evidence. If there was no evidence to get rid of suspicion, this matter could only be attributed to Milan.
After a moment of silence, he was thinking of a solution.
Two grey-haired men with medical kits in their hands rushed into the palace. They were doctors who had just arrived.
The two doctors rushed to the front of Charlie and directly took out the instruments and started to examine him.
Milan stood there, holding her breath.
All the people present didn't say a word at this moment. They all looked at the movements of the two doctors and didn't dare to disturb them.
The eyes of Nemur XIII were serious.
Two minutes later, the two doctors raised their heads at the same time. After looking at each other, one of them bowed to Nemur XIII and said, "Your majesty, we can be sure that prince Charlie was poisoned. Although the poison is not very strong, he must go to the hospital as soon as possible! Otherwise, it will be very difficult to treat him."
"It's true that someone poisoned him!" Princess Zola's eyes were fixed on Milan.
"No, it's not me, it's not me." Milan felt her heart sink to the bottom, and she felt a panic attack that she had never felt before.
"If it wasn't you, who else could it be?" A shout came from outside the palace. Then, Ian strode into the palace and said, "You're in full charge of today's meals. If it wasn't you, who else could it be? I was just wondering why there are several sneaky people inside the royal palace. It turns out that you've planned this beforehand!"
Milan's face turned pale. She turned her head to look at Ian and then turned to look at Princess Zola, shaking her head.
Princess Zola looked at Ian and asked, "What do you mean by sneaking around?"
"Yes, Princess." Ian lowered his head slightly. "I just found that Milan, together with a few strangers from China, went to the place that belonged to the royal family."
The place mentioned was the banquet hall, but when he said it in another way, the meaning contained in it was completely different.
Hearing this, Princess Zola's face changed and she stared at Milan. "How dare you! Who allowed you to bring people to our royal family! Who are they?"
"Just... just my friends," Milan said, trying to explain, but she was interrupted by Ian.
"Princess Zola, I don't think those people are just simple friends of Milan. Just now when I was arresting the three people, one of them clearly threatened me. I think they are not just friends!" After saying that, Ian looked at Milan with a successful smile.
Ian was sure that even if Milan had great ability, she would not be able to turn the situation around. The position of the main chef must belong to him!
"Take Charlie to the hospital first." It was the first time that Nemur XIII had spoken. As soon as he spoke, all the people in the palace quieted down.
The two grey-haired doctors nodded and quickly asked the two guards to take Charlie out.
When Charlie was helped out, Nemur XIII looked at Milan. "You said that those people are just your friends, so let's go and see why these so-called friends of yours appeared in the royal palace. Mr. Jeffes, you should come with us."
"Yes, Your Excellency." Jeffes nodded.
"Ian, show me the way," Princess Zola said.
"Yes." Ian quickly nodded and turned to the door. At the moment when he turned around, there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth.
In the detention room.
Henry stretched himself and ran to the bathroom to solve his own problems.
Sylvia and Megan sat outside anxiously. It had been more than half an hour since they were locked in, but there was no news from Milan, which made Sylvia feel that something was wrong. She called Homer specifically, but found that his cell phone was off! This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.
Outside the door, Sylvia and Megan heard a burst of intensive footsteps.
Through the window, they could only see many people coming this way.
Just as Sylvia was wondering what had happened, the door of the detention room was suddenly pushed open from the outside.
Then, Sylvia saw that Milan was being pushed in with a depressed face. A blonde beauty walked into the room first and glanced at her with a dignified gaze full of superiors.
Sylvia's eyes followed the figure of the blonde beauty and looked back. When she saw the person standing behind the blonde beauty, Sylvia's body could not help but be shocked.
Although it was the first time for Sylvia to see the middle-aged man behind the blonde beauty in real life, she was very familiar with him. Anyone who paid attention to the news must know this man. He was the ruler of France, Nemur XIII.
Nemur's eyes were also on Sylvia.
The moment Sylvia met the eyes of Nemur XIII, she felt as if there was a mountain pressing toward her. The strong pressure made her unable to breathe.
Sylvia couldn't look directly at the leader of the country because of his imposing manner.
Princess Zola glanced around the detention room and only saw Sylvia and Megan. She looked at Ian and asked, "Didn't you say there are three people?"
Ian immediately shouted at Megan, "Where is he?!"
Megan subconsciously pointed in the direction of the bathroom.
Zola looked at the direction of the door of the bathroom and shouted, "Come out!"
"D*mn it, wait!" Henry's impatient voice came from the bathroom.
Henry, who was squatting on the toilet, was a little depressed when he heard the sound of the door being pulled. "Why this woman? She just follows me everywhere. It was hard to get rid of her, but why did I meet her again today?"
Hearing the sound coming from the bathroom, Princess Zola could not help but be stunned. It was not because the voice was familiar, but because the words of the other party made her angry. Did a prisoner just ask her to wait?
Sylvia looked at Milan. When she saw her pale face, she quickly asked with concern, "Milan, what's wrong? Did they bully you?"
Milan shook her head hard, and tears could not help falling from the corner of her eyes. "Sy.. Sylvia, I'm sorry."
The sound of Milan sobbing could be heard, because she could imagine what would happen to Sylvia and the other two people today. If the prince was poisoned, Sylvia and the other two people would also be implicated in this matter!