NovelApexChapter 1125: Mandy, sitting in the front row, spoke up. "In the dungeon." Corrine gave a brief nod, then turned her attention to Nate. “Karina mentioned she overheard Darrion talking to Andromache while she was held captive. Considering Darrion's limited mobility and the resources needed to make explosives, Andromache must have been involved." She asked, "Were there really no casualties when Presley raided the house?" If the raid was the only issue, it didn't explain why Darrion harbored such deep hatred. It seemed he was ready to die alongside Nate.
He clearly had no intention of staying alive.
Nate met her gaze coldly. "Darrion's parents took poison while being questioned. The forensic report confirmed cyanide poisoning." Even a tiny amount of cyanide could kill within minutes.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe poison was unquestionably lethal.
If they had died in detention, it might have been seen as guilt-driven suicide. But taking their own lives during questioning? That raised serious doubts. Maybe it wasn't suicide at all—maybe someone silenced them.
Corrine pressed her lips into a thin line. A cold glint flashed in her eyes.
"How did they even get the chance to take poison while being questioned?" "The internal review blamed it on two officers being careless." Corrine let out a sharp, mocking smile.
What a weak excuse.
It only made her more certain-Darrion's parents hadn't just died. Someone had made sure of it.
The car rolled past the gates onto the Hopkins estate grounds.
They stepped out one by one.
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"Will all the heads of the major families be here today?" Nate raised an eyebrow. "Why? Got something in mind?" "Do I have your permission?" Corrine met his gaze.
Nate said nothing, studying her for a moment before turning to Presley.
"Bring Darrion to the estate." Presley gave a crisp nod. "Yes, sir."
They walked toward the main building, Nate's arm resting around her slim waist, As they moved, he leaned in and murmured, "Anyone wearing an armband is one of ours." Corrine's lips curled into a teasing smile. “How considerate of my fiancé."
Nate's expression softened, warmth shining in his eyes. wouldn'dream of letting my future wife down."
His voice was gentle, filled with quiet affection. "The members of the main branch are resting in the Winter Hall."
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