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Chapter 189 If you don't want to die, then listen to me obediently.
night.

There are no stars and no moon.

It's almost midnight.

A thick blackness filled the entire sky, with not a single ray of light penetrating down. Apart from two lamps lit at the entrance, the entire Flü Manor was pitch black, and very few people moved about.

The owner of Flü Manor alighted from his carriage as night fell.

He was carrying an exquisite and luxurious bird stand.

A colorful parrot stood on it, without any chains on its feet, yet it stood there obediently, showing no intention of flying.

The manor owner gazed reverently at the parrot as he made his way forward to his second daughter, Isabel's, room.

Isabelle was already asleep, and the manor owner instructed her maid to open the door and wake her, as she had a gift for her.

Mennie responded with a "yes," pushed open the door, and woke Isabel.

The lights came on in the dark room.

Isabel, who had just woken up from a dream, rubbed her sleepy eyes and looked at the person who had come in.

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When Murdoch wanted to eat dog meat hot pot, Scarlett didn't refuse and arranged a beautiful VIP room for him, serving him personally.

Murgard watched the dog meat bubbling and churning in the hot soup, then reached in with his chopsticks, but couldn't pick up a single piece of meat after trying for a long time.

It's not that he didn't want to pick it up.

But the thought that his wealth and glory were in the pot made his heart bleed, and he almost couldn't finish the meal.

Fortunately.

He quickly calmed himself down.

He closed his eyes briefly and picked up a piece of dog meat.

I put it in the bowl and then put it in my mouth.

The first bite was so spicy it almost brought tears to his eyes.

The second bite was incredibly fragrant. The tender meat fully absorbed the flavors of the hot broth and seasonings, and the rich broth burst in your mouth with every chew, making it both fragrant and spicy, with an unforgettable aftertaste.

He finished half the pot with tears in his eyes, and finally put down his chopsticks.

Take a look at Scarlett directly across from me.

He held his chopsticks but didn't eat. He frowned and habitually gave the other person a look of disgust. "Why aren't you eating?"

Hear the words.

Scarlett put down her chopsticks and said, "I can't eat this."

"why?"

"They poisoned it."

A question mark slowly appeared in Murgard's mind, "Poisoning?"

Scarlett nodded. "I had someone poison the hot pot when it was brought in."

Mergard was stunned, his eyes widening in disbelief as he pointed at the still-boiling hot pot, exclaiming, "You, you, you!"

Scarlett opened her eyes too, "Me? Me? Me?"

"You! You! How could you poison someone! How could you so openly admit to poisoning someone?!"

Murgard was furious at Scarlett's calm demeanor.

He was so crazy that he missed the point and tried to argue with Scarlett.

Scarlett looked at him with innocent eyes and an innocent expression, then said in an innocent tone, "What else can we do?"

Hearing this, Murgard became even angrier, glaring at Scarlett and actually starting to instruct her on what to do, "You should calmly sit across from me, eat with me, and wait until I'm poisoned before telling me you've poisoned me! Instead of saying it while I'm still full of energy! That way I can fight you to the death, understand?"

"Oh, I got it."

Scarlett, looking a little dazed, said, "Next time, for sure."

"you!"

Mergaard choked on his words, unsure what to say.

He picked up his chopsticks, wanting to take a bite of dog meat to soothe his stomach.

With a headache and a fit of rage, he finally understood what Scarlett had said.

she says.

The hot pot was poisoned!
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Annie opened her eyes and saw the travel-worn, smiling manor lord.

She was stunned for a long time, a dryness ran through her throat, and it took her a while to utter a complete sentence.

"Mother, you're back."

The manor lord was pleased with her address, his smile deepening as he patted her head. "Yes, Mother is back, and she brought you a gift."

The manor owner held up the bird stand and handed it to Anne.

Only one bedside lamp was lit in the room.

The light was somewhat dim.

Anne looked at the manor owner, whose expression was inscrutable as she was caught in the interplay of light and shadow, and slowly turned her head, her gaze shifting to the bird stand in her hand.

A beautiful parrot appeared before her. Its colorful feathers were glossy and shimmering, and even in the dimly lit room, the brilliance of its feathers was still on full display, like the fire of a diamond, each feather sparkling and dazzling.

Anne blinked but didn't move.

"Don't you like it? This is a gift that your mother carefully selected for you. If you don't like it, your mother will be sad."

The manor owner looked into Anne's eyes and a sad expression appeared on his face.

Annie clenched her fist under the covers, her neatly trimmed nails digging into her palm. The slight stinging pain pulled her back to a sliver of clarity from her daze.

She met the manor lord's dark eyes, composed herself, and gave a genuine smile. "Thank you, Mother."

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Murgard flipped the table over, pulled out a pistol from his pocket, and shouted, "Scarlett, you dared to frame me!"

Scarlett remained calm, even facing the dark muzzle of a gun, she said without panic, "I didn't try to harm you."

"Bullshit! You poisoned me, and you still say you didn't plot against me!" Mergard was furious.

“If I didn’t tell you, that would be considered plotting against you. If I did tell you, then it wouldn’t be,” Scarlett calmly reasoned with him.

"You son of a bitch! I'll kill you!"

Murdoch continued swearing, loaded a bullet, and put his index finger on the trigger, about to shoot Scarlett.

Scarlett said calmly, "I have the antidote."

Mergard was taken aback, and his anger suddenly subsided.

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The manor owner left and ordered the door to be locked, forbidding anyone from disturbing Annie's rest.

The bird stand was hanging by the window.

The parrot stood obediently on the perch with its eyes closed, making no sound, as if it were asleep.

Anne, however, dared not relax.

I got out of bed, grabbed a cashmere shawl from the clothes hanger, and draped it over the bird stand to cover the beautiful parrot.

She remembered her cousin's words.

Stay away from animals.

Annie sat on the edge of the bed and turned on the light screen to check the time.

Time has unknowingly reached December 14th.

In half an hour it will be midnight, and the time will jump to the 15th.

She cannot let her guard down.

Anne looked at the stained glass window, walked over and pushed it.

Sure enough, the windows were locked.

She was locked up inside by the manor owner.

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Upon hearing that there was an antidote, Murgard quickly withdrew his finger from the trigger, fearing that he might accidentally hurt Scarlett and die as well.

He straightened his suit, smoothed out the wrinkles, and regained his previous nonchalant businessman demeanor.

He sat back down in his chair and glanced at Scarlett. "The antidote."

Scarlett took two pills out of her pocket.

One white, one black.

Murgard frowned upon seeing this and asked, "What do you mean?"

"I'd like to do business with you."

Scarlett chuckled, looking at Murgard as always—mercenary, vulgar, ignorant, and greedy, unchanged. For a moment, Murgard felt as if he were still in a superior position, able to command others at will.

But a cunning glint suddenly flashed in his complex eyes, fleeting in an instant, startling Murgard and sending chills down his spine.

Mergard felt a chill run down his spine, as if a stone was pressing on his heart, making it increasingly difficult to breathe.

He avoided Scarlett's gaze, his imposing manner weakening. "You want to cooperate with me? You can even kill a dog, why would you need to cooperate with me?"

"Yes, of course we need it."

Scarlett continued laughing, "Who would complain about having too much money? I'm new here and don't know anything, so I need to build relationships and make a couple of friends, right?"

"Why should I believe you?" Mergard frowned even more.

Scarlett raised an eyebrow. "You don't have to believe me, but I've poisoned you. If you don't want to die, you have no choice but to believe me and cooperate with me."

Mergard struggled, "Poisoned? I'm perfectly fine now, are you kidding me?"

"Now inhale, inhale deeply, do you feel a sharp pain three inches below your ribs?"

Mergard did as instructed, and sure enough, he felt a sharp, throbbing pain in his ribs, so intense that he could hardly breathe, cold sweat poured out, and he couldn't even speak.

He clutched his ribs with both hands, wincing in pain, and bent over, looking at Scarlett with pleading eyes.

Scarlett watched coldly, her eyes unmoved, and said in a vicious tone, "If you don't want to die, then listen to me obediently."

(End of this chapter)