The Unshackled Queen: Never Say Never

Firstly, Mr.

Wagner.

He made several late-night visits to the estate alone before your fathers incident.

He claims these were for urgent business, yet this pattern is uncharacteristic compared to his usual activities.

Remington interjected thoughtfully, Is there anyone else? There is also your fathers private secretary, Mr.noveldrama

Weiss.

During that time, he was in frequent communication with some unidentified parties.

The precise motives behind these contacts remain unclear.

With a subtle shift of his gaze, Remington commanded, Immediately intensify surveillance on these two individuals.

Ensure they remain unaware of our scrutiny. Yes, Mr.

Lyons, Conor affirmed, receiving the directive before making his exit.

Just then, Rodrigo approached, his demeanor turning stern as he relayed a message.

Mr.

Lyons, Peterson requests a meeting.

He claims its urgent and of significant importance.

Remington mused on Conors recent revelations suggesting Petersons involvement in his fathers affairs.

The news of Petersons sudden request for a meeting only deepened his suspicion.

With a raised eyebrow that marked his resolve, he directed, Lets go to the hospital.

As they journeyed, Rodrigo, seated in the passengers seat, voiced his concerns.

Mr.

He isnt as straightforward as he appears.

For Master to value him so much means he has his own schemes.

Please dont be deceived by him! Remington propped his forehead with a thoughtful gesture, glancing in Rodrigos direction.

Dont you have your own agenda in this matter? Rodrigo looked a bit awkward as he replied, Thats because… Forget it.

I wont hold those past small matters against you, Remington interjected, his gaze turning cold.

But if this happens again, I wont keep you around.

Yes! I understand, Mr.

Lyons! At the hospital, inside Petersons ward, Peterson sat alone on the hospital bed, his fingers unconsciously tapping the edge.

Hearing footsteps outside the door, he quickly adjusted his expression to appear weak yet curious.

The door was gently pushed open, and Remington, clad in a neatly tailored suit, stepped inside. Peterson, I heard you wanted to see me? Remington asked, his tone carrying a hint of imperceptible sternness.

Remington.

I heard… Father has been murdered? Peterson began, his voice laden with hesitancy as a subtle, hard-to-detect tremor flickered across his eyes.

Remington settled into the chair beside the bed, his expression unreadably calm.

How did you come to know of this? Hannah visited earlier.

She inquired about several matters and disclosed the news to me, Peterson replied, his gaze lifting to meet Remingtons.

Remington, although weve had our differences, something struck me after hearing about the incident, and I felt compelled to share it with you.

Remington, naturally wary of Peterson, leaned back slightly, indicating for him to continue.

The room fell silent for a moment, as if Peterson was gathering his thoughts before he spoke again.

Father… he recently made a will.