The Three Little Guardian Angels Chapter 2570

The Three Little Guardian Angels Chapter 2570Chapter 2570
Lucius‘ expression looked a little restless, but he still stood his ground firmly. “That matter has nothing
to do with Cecelia. The woman was the one who used Cecelia. Cecelia would definitely not do anything
to persecute the royal heir.”
“Really?” Diana picked the teacup up from the saucer in her hand, and her eyes were fixed on the clear
tea. “If this is the case, why is my son, someone who was investigating the cause of the housekeeper’s
death, being framed as a suspect?”
“Your Majesty, perhaps everything His Highness did was to avenge his wife. The prison guards and
police found the murderer, and His Highness sent someone out to search for the murderer. However,
the murderer had already been brutally killed when they got there. His Highness is very suspicious
when you look subjectively at the matter.”
“If Nollace is suspicious, why isn’t Ms. Taylor suspicious too?”
novelbinLucius’s expression stiffened.
Diana lifted her head, stared directly at Lucius, and spoke clearly. “That housekeeper actually dared to
use Ms. Taylor? Is that even possible? What would be in it for her if she were to use Ms. Taylor to
persecute the royal heir? If no one was giving her Instructions from behind the curtains, would she
really have the guts to do so?”
“Your Majesty, what do you mean by that?” Lucius frowned and looked obviously displeased.
Diana scoffed. “I’m stating the truth, Lord Lucius. I might have just succeeded to the throne, and you
might think you can fool anyone, but don’t presume that I’ll be one of them.”
The meaning behind Diana’s response was blatantly obvious.Lucius clenched his masseter, and his expression dimmed. “Your Majesty, are you trying to protect His
Highness?”
“Lord Lucius, if you can protect your daughter, why can’t I protect my son?” Diana looked serious. “My
son was investigating the criminal but ended up being treated as a suspect. Are you telling me that the
Taylors did not cause this incident?”
Lucius stood up abruptly. “Your Majesty!”
Diana also got up and questioned him at the top of her lungs. “I would like to know if the Taylors are
really loyal to the royal family. If so, you’re to get Cecelia to come out to the public and apologize for
her actions. You will also look into the murder of the housekeeper and get to the bottom of the case. If
not, then I don’t think there’s a need for the royal family to show the Taylors any more respect.”
Lucius clenched his hands. “Your Majesty, everyone knows that the Taylors have been loyal to the royal
family, but if you insist on doubting us, then should the Taylors continue to be loyal to the royal family?”
“Are you threatening me?” Diana’s expression turned gloomy instantly, and the VIP room’s atmosphere
dimmed.
Lucius chuckled and spoke with confidence. “Your Majesty, don’t you understand that you still need the
Taylors‘ help if you want to stabilize Yaramoor’s political situation? Will the other cabinet members
serve you willingly if the cabinet is without me? As for those young people who obtained your support
just recently, do you think they’re capable enough to serve you?
“Your Majesty, I advise you to think twice. If the late king didn’t have my father’s assistance when he
succeeded to the throne, he wouldn’t have even been able to secure his throne back then. You’re only
awoman, so if you truly want to stabilize the cabinet, we, the Taylors, are indispensable!”
After Lucius finished speaking, he nodded slightly. “That’s all I have to say. I’ll take my leave now.” He
then turned around and left.
Diana watched as the man walked out of the room with a blank expression and slightly loosened her
clenched hands.
‘Lucius Taylor, do you really think I’m someone who’d let you do as you like without putting up a fight?
It seems that there’s a need for the cabinet to be overhauled as soon as possible.”
She summoned her officer into the room. “Get Lord Yorrick Hathaway to enter the palace and meet me
here as soon as possible.”
The officer nodded. “As you command, Your Majesty.”
It was a rainy night in a small town in the northern region.
Edison stood outside a house in a raincoat and knocked on the door. Not long after, an old man opened
the door.
The old man was taken aback when he saw a strange man standing outside of his house. “May I know
who…”
Edison nodded. “I’m sorry to have to disturb you so late in the night. I’m a friend of Mr. Bart Duval, and I
have a few questions for you.”