Chapter 1051


    “It’s none of your business.” Anne reached the door of the room and said, “Come in and help me pack


    my things.”


    Mia followed and asked curiously, “Why are you packing?”


    “I’m leaving the Royal Mansion, and I won’t live here anymore. Just pack the clothes,” Anne said.


    “Oh…okay…” Mia obeyed and went to the closet to pack her clothes.


    Anne sat on the edge of the bed, feeling physically and mentally exhausted, enveloped by anger and


    bitter emotions.


    Anthony must have talked to Bianca about her loss of sight and recovery of memory. They really talked


    about everything!


    She could not live under the same roof with someone like Anthony, could not share his bed with him,


    could not stay for a moment here anymore…


    Feeling the danger in the air, she knew Anthony had entered.


    Mia, who had packed up, came out carrying the suitcase and stood there, not knowing what to do for a


    moment.


    Anne stood up. “Take it here to me.”


    Mia dared not do it in front of Mr. Marwood.


    The atmosphere of the whole room made her hair stand on end.


    “Get out.” Anthony’s voice was cold.


    Mia put the suitcase down and went out.


    Anne took the white cane to poke at the suitcase, pulled up the handle, and was about to leave.


    A ck shadow in front blocked her, as Anthony blocked her white cane.


    She knew it was Anthony.


    “Where are you going?” Anthony said in a deep voice.


    “Back to my mother’s mansion. I don’t want to live here.” Anne did not care whether Anthony agreed.


    She moved to the side, trying to walk past him.


    Anthony grabbed the handle of the suitcase in his hand.


    “Anthony, what are you doing?” Anne fought him.


    However, with her strength, she could not wrestle the suitcase from the hands of the powerful Anthony,


    who snatched the suitcase and threw it out.


    With a bang, the box hit the wall and fell, the clothes inside spilling out.


    Anne was so frightened that her body trembled as if the box had hit her instead of the wall.


    After regaining consciousness, she panicked and went to the bedroom door.


    Anthony grabbed her wrist.


    “Anthony, let me go!” Anthony’s touch seemed to be thest straw. “Anthony… ah!”


    Anne was thrown onto the bed.


    Anne sat up from the bed and asked bitterly, “Why are you doing this to me? I told you I don’t want to


    live here! I don’t…”


    Anthony stood by the bed, walked back and forth irritably, sat down on the edge of the bed again, and


    stared at her with sharp ck eyes. “If Bianca really killed Mr. Faye, I will be the first to kill her!”


    “Bianca already told me that she did it to make me suffer. Anthony, if you don’t believe me, don’t keep


    me here!” Anne was in pain.


    “Mr. Faye’s death may have been caused by Lilian. Also, Lilian is not dead,” Anthony said.


    Anne was slightly taken aback. “Didn’t you say she was shot and fell into the river?”


    “Someone saw her go to Athetin.”


    “Why did Lilian kill my father? What was her motive?” Anne asked him.


    “I am investigating it.‘


    “No need for that! It doesn’t matter to me whether you will investigate or not. I want to live in my


    mother’s mansion,” Anne refused.


    Anthony’s face turned cold. “I won’t allow it!” He stood up abruptly. “Don’t even think about stepping out


    of the Royal Mansion!”


    After speaking, he turned and left the bedroom.


    “Anthony! Anthony…” Anne called him, only to be answered by the forceful m of the door.


    Anne fell powerlessly on the bed, tears dripping down her face.


    She was naive to think that Anthony would change for the better.


    He would never let her go.


    Since he favored Bianca, why was he keeping her? Why would he not let her go?


    Anthony had just gone downstairs when the triplets came back.


    Not noticing their father’s hostility, Charlie stepped forward happily, holding the small cake in his hand.


    “Papa, I went out to buy it for Mama!”


    “Did Mama wake up?” Chloe asked.


    “Isn’t Papa with Mama?” Chris then asked.


    Anthony suppressed his violent emotions and said, “Mom is sleeping. Let’s put it away first. Also, it is


    time for your studies. Come with me to the study.”


    The triplets were startled.


    They could only hand over the cake to Hayden and then obediently followed into the study.


    It was definitely not the time to study now…


    Mia secretly called Bianca and told her about the situation. “Anne asked me to help her pack her


    clothes, nning to leave the Royal Mansion, and then Mr. Marwood came into the room and asked


    me to go out. I don’t know what happened next, but


    Anne didn’t leave the Royal Mansion.”


    “That b*tch has so many tricks! She doesn’t really want to leave, and it’s just an act for Anthony to see!”


    Bianca saw through Anne at a nce.


    She was blind now, and Anthony would never let her leave the Royal Mansion just like that because he


    still cared about the children.


    “She can’t just leave like that, though. Even if Mr. Marwood agrees, she won’t be able to get out of the


    Royal Mansion with just a white cane, and Mr. Marwood will need to urge her to stay at the Royal


    Mansion when he sees that she is unable to leave.” Mia listened to Bianca’s words and agreed.


    “Have you given her the poison yet?” Bianca asked.


    “I put it in her drink every day! Don’t worry about it, Ms. Bianca.”


    Bianca heaved a sigh of relief. “You have to poison her every day, and when she slowly goes crazy,


    she might finally be locked up in a mental hospital.”


    She learned about Anne’s memory recovery from Mia and could not help but want to y mind games


    with her.


    So what if Anne knew that she had killed Nigel?


    Anthony had feelings for her, so he would not do anything to her without any evidence.


    Anne was probably very angry and miserable now.


    This was exactly what she wanted!


    At dinner time, Anthony did not eat in the dining room but had it brought to the master bedroom.


    Anthony entered the bedroom.


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    Anne sat on the bed, curled up motionless with her knees on her arms.


    Anthony sat down on the edge of the bed, put his hands into her hair, and a few strands of hair fell on


    her pretty face.


    “Time to eat.”


    Anne acted as if she did not hear him, her eyshes drooping quietly, looking like a fragile doll.


    “Now that you know I won’t let you go, you have to ept the reality of that. Otherwise, it won’t do your


    body any good,” Anthony said.


    His voice was low but not heavy. It sounded more like a threat.


    Anne’s long eyshes moved, and she asked, “Did you know from the beginning that Bianca killed my


    father?”


    Anthony frowned slightly. “I am not sure if that is the case. Some investigation is needed.”


    Anne’s heart turned cold.


    Bianca was the murderer, and Anthony was her aplice!