Chapter 1292
“I’ve always practiced medicine for good. How can I possibly have such a vicious daughter like you?”
Abraham stared at Queenie disappointedly.
Is this the daughter whom I‘ve always doted on? Is this the daughter who has always made me proud?
When did she become so ruthless?
“Dad, did you just slap me? How dare you slap me!” Queenie clutched her cheek as she shot a look of
disbelief at Abraham.
She had never been hit since she was a child.
“Cor, bring her to the living room.” Abraham
was so engulfed with disappointment that he did not even want
to look at Queenie. Spinning around, he left and informed all the contestants to head to the living room.
“Cor, why does Dad want me to go to the living room? I don‘t want to!”
Queenie panicked. Ignoring the searing pain on her cheek, she grabbed Cornelius‘ hand. “Cor, I‘m sure
that Arielle’s fine. Please, beg Dad not to punish me!”
No matter how dumb Queenie might be, she knew that Arielle must have discovered how she was the
one who planted the poison. Then, Arielle informed Cornelius, triggering this series of events.
“Even if Ms. Moore is fine, it doesn‘t mean that she‘s willing to spare you.”
As Cornelius looked at Queenie, his heart ached. However, there was nothing he could do. This matter
was so serious that it was impossible for him to cover things up for her.
“Apologize to Ms. Moore and see if she can forgive you,” suggested Cornelius as he
pushed Queenie‘s wheelchair out.
Queenie knew that unless Arielle forgave her, there was no way for her to resolve this.
However, this only made her even more reluctant to apologize to Arielle.
She clutched the armrests of her wheelchair forcefully, her nails digging into them.
I won‘t believe it! Dad and Cor will never let that b*tch, Arielle, punish me!
Soon, the three of them arrived in the living room. By then, everyone was already there.
They stared at Abraham, not knowing what happened and why he had gathered them there.
Arielle was sitting at
the side. When she saw Cornelius pushing Queenie in and the scowl on Queenie‘s face, she knew the
n and there that Queenie was the one who tried to poison her.
Luckily, the housekeeper at the Nightshire residence had spiked her milk before. She only managed to
avoid this trap because of how sensitive she was to milk.
Arielle stared at Queenie, her face devoid of any expression.
She‘s so dumb. Why would she even think about poisoning me? We all practice medicine,
so we‘re very sensitive to medicines. Didn‘t she realize that if she tried to poison me, it‘ll be very easily
exposed?
Arielle mulled over it for a long time before reaching an answer.
Jealousy was potent enough to drive one mad. Out of jealousy, Queenie had lost her intelligence.
I gathered everyone here to announce something,” declared Abraham solemnly as he gazed at
everyone. “Queenie has been disqualified and will not participate in the competition to become the next
head of the family.”
What? I‘ve been disqualified?
Queenie was stunned when she heard what Abraham said.
Since Queenie was the eldest daughter of the Mills, everyone
but Arielle was confused as to why she suddenly got disqualified.
“Mr. Mill, what happened? Why did Ms. Mill suddenly get disqualified?” asked a young man.
Although he was delighted that a competitor had been eliminated, he still had to ask why as a show of m
concern.
“It’s because of some private matters that we won‘t
be sharing.” Abraham did not want people to know that Queenie had tried to poison Arielle.
When everyone heard that, they stopped asking.
Meanwhile, Queenie had finally returned to her
senses after being overwhelmed by the shock and fury of being disqualified.
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