Chapter 829 Who Is She


    Sylvia''s POV:


    Everything has turned for the worse. Laura almost fainted when she had heard that Ethan was put


    in a critical condition. It was a fortunate thing that the doctor was present and was able to inject


    tranquilizer into Laura just in time.


    "How is the queen now?" Looking at Rufus '' gloomy face made me even more anxious.


    "She''s with my father. She has managed to calm down for now." Rufus was clearly depressed, his


    low tone reverberating through my ears. He caressed my hands and began to walk us out. "Let''s


    talk outside. It''s too depressing in here."


    I nodded and followed him to the corridor.


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    "Is it a stab wound?" I asked.


    Rufus shook his head in response. "No, it''s poison. If it were a stab wound, it would have been easy


    to deal with. The werewolf race is blessed with strong physique, and with the good medical skills we


    have now, there should be no other problems with my father if he''ll be rescued at the right time. But


    poisoning is trickier to deal with."


    "And you can''t identify what kind of poison it is?" My brows furrowed as Noreen had appeared in my


    subconscious thought. Noreen had poisoned the people around me for several times now. Could it


    be her again doing all of this?


    "No, I haven''t found out what it is yet. The doctor is working very slowly in developing the antidote


    with the limited information we''ve got now. My father won''t be able to hold on for much longer. We


    have to know what the poison is and find its sample. But the killer refused to make aware her


    motives, let alone speak. And even more: after the investigation, I discovered that the real John had


    actually died a long time ago. The she-wolf we caught this time, she looks exactly like John and she


    has been using his identity for years. But even John''s biological parents have no idea about this,


    nor do they know who she really is." I could tell Rufus was very frustrated. He kept grazing the ring


    on his index finger with his thumb. I noticed that every time he was about to lose his hold on his


    anger, he would do this involuntarily.


    If it weren''t for the fact that Rufus hadn''t found the antidote, he would have wanted to kill Joanna


    right now.


    "Let''s wait for a while. Then, if there is still nothing else we can do, I must force her to confess with


    cruel torture," Rufus said nonchntly.


    Cruel torture was even more painful than death. Joanna''s life was going to be a living hell if she still


    refused to talk.


    I took a moment to think before I asked Rufus in a cautious tone, "Could you let me see her first?"


    Rufus looked at me with a look of confusion on his face.


    "Harry came to ask me for help. Joanna is his mate. Oh, that''s her name. Joanna. Anyway, he said


    that it was all a trap and that Joanna was actually framed." I ryed to him the exact words Harry


    said to me.


    Rufus had a look of contemtion on his face and then nodded. "Let''s go, then. I''ll go with you."


    Because of the attempted assassination on the lycan king, the imperial pce had now enhanced


    their security and was strictly guarded everywhere you look. The royal family''s visit to the pce


    was suspended. Now, the number of soldiers that guarded the dungeon was double in size


    compared how it was usually guarded.


    When we had finally arrived at Joanna''s cell, we came upon the sight of her sitting in a chair. Her


    eyes were closed and no one was able to decipher what was going on in her mind.


    She had heard use in from the noise we made and she looked at us for a beat. Then, she


    lowered her head, her mouth still shut.


    Joanna seemed to be doing fine at this moment. Her clothes may have been a little dirty, but she


    didn''t seem to have gone through cruel torture yet.


    "Joanna, can you tell us who persuaded you to do what you did? You know that with your


    cooperation, the royal family will consider giving you a lighter sentence," I said my words carefully.


    Joanna didn''t raise her head to look at me. She continued to stare at the shackles put on her wrists


    and quietly examine them, as if we weren''t even in the room.


    I sighed while saying my words clearly, "You know then, too, that it was Harry who asked me to


    come see you here. He''s worried about you and he believes that you didn''t do it."


    Finally, I had gotten a reaction out of Joanna.


    Although she still didn''t say a word, she finally raised her head up and took a good look at me.


    Behind her calm eyes, I could sense that there were some emotions there that I don''t fully


    understand. It was a good thing, then, that I mentioned Harry.


    I rearranged myself to appear more serious and threatening. With pursed lips, I said, "Yes, we all


    know that you and Harry are each other''s mate. And now Harry is being considered as an


    aplice. Did you know that, ording to thew, he should be sentenced together with you?"