Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Chapter 22: The End

Rufus‘ POV:

“You may go.” My father seemed a little tired already. He waved his hand and dismissed me.

I nodded expressionlessly and left.

Although I got Ethan to agree to keep Sylvia, it didn‘t mean I could delay the investigation on Sylvia‘s mother any longer. Otherwise, we could get into more trouble later on. If that were to happen, the problem would not just be as simple to solve as gossip.

“Anything about the investigation I assigned to you?” I asked my attendant in a low voice.

“The file indicates that Miss Todd‘s mother was indeed a Beta. She rebelled later on and was said to have killed the former Alpha. Because of this, she was executed by her own pack members,” the attendant reported back.

“Mm. Anything else?” Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Yes, well. It seemed all this information came from one source the Gamma of Miss Todd‘s pack.”

So, it turned out to be Mateo after all. I honestly thought it was going to be that bumbling idiot Shawn. I did not expect that a Gamma could make so much trouble. Immediately, I was put in a bad mood, but I did not let it show on my face.

“However, there does seem to be some loopholes in this case. The witness of the trial instantly disappeared after the execution of Miss Todd‘s mother. Along with this, all physical evidences also seem to have been since destroyed.”

Upon hearing this, I finally felt like this case was getting somewhere. The mastermind behind all of this probably never expected that this case would be dug up one day.

The more seemingly flawless the case appeared to be, the more suspicious it actually sounded. Disappearing witness and evidences were something that did not happen every day.

“Alright. Keep investigating. Start with the missing witness.” After giving out the order, my mind immediately went to Sylvia, who was probably waiting for me in my living room. I walked back as quickly as I could.

As soon as I entered my room, I saw Sylvia sitting obediently on a chair. She wore a white dress and had simple make up done on her face. She smiled brightly when she saw me, which was undoubtedly enough to overshadows everything else around her.

Her beauty stunned me for a moment. I couldn‘t take my eyes off of her. Until I felt that there was something wrong. I could tell she wasn‘t really in a good mood. Although she was smiling, it looked fake, which made me uncomfortable.

“What‘s wrong?” I asked, slowly walking up to her.

Sylvia shook her head and smiled even wider. “Nothing.”

I looked into her eyes, trying to find the truth. She lowered her head and tried to avoid my gaze.

Following her eyes, I looked down and saw some hair scattered all over the floor, making me suspicious.

“Your Highness, please forgive me. I was combing Miss Todd‘s hair very carefully. But because her hair was a little dry and brittle, some had fallen out,” the head maid spoke up.

This maid had spoken without my permission.I felt a little displeased. She seemed to like butting in. This was already the second time today she had cut into our conversation. But with Sylvia in the room, I didn‘t want to scold the maid in front of her for fear that she would get scared of me again.

“Is that so?” I turned to Sylvia, hoping to get some confirmation in her eyes. Sylvia averted my gaze and stood up, shrugging, “It‘s no big deal. It doesn‘t really matter.”

When Sylvia said that, I noticed in the corner of my eye that the maid smiled mischievously. My face darkened in anger, finally piecing together what really happened. Why didn‘t Sylvia tell me immediately that she was being bullied?

“Your Highness, the banquet is ready.” A guard came through the door, interrupting my thoughts.

“Okay, let‘s go.” Sylvia nodded and walked out first. She seemed to be in a hurry, perhaps afraid that I would ask her any more questions. Her reaction made me feel a little helpless, but I could not help feeling angry at the thought of her getting pushed over. “Guards, take that maid away. Demote her to a slave and assign her to pick up after the horses.” I looked down at the maid who had knelt to the floor after hearing my words.

“Your Highness, please forgive me. What have I done wrong? Whatever it is, I will correct my mistake. Please give me another chance. I worked hard to be a head maid,” she begged desperately.

“A head maid?” I sneered.

“Well, whoever promoted you to that position can come and work with you at the stables.”

“Sire, please! Spare me!”

The maid tried to rush up to my feet and beg more, but the guards had already dragged her away. I didn‘t bother looking back at her. Instead, I turned to the rest of the people in the room and said, “That is what happens to whoever dares disrespect their master.”