President’s Sweet Wife

Chapter 832 Luring them out

Ella gave a wry smile.

“But didn’t Mr. Bissel already find out the poisoned cereal was originally prepared for you? You’re the

one they tried to poison. Then why has Mr. Bissel suddenly believed you poisoned the cereal to kill

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Hearing this, Queeny rubbed her temples, feeling troubled.

She said helplessly, “Perhaps… it’s because he’s let his hormones get the better of his rationality. He

bought Bella’s one-sided story despite the evidence. What else can I do?”

She sighed heavily.

“I should have given up on him long ago, don’t you think so? From how he reacted to Bella’s previous

drowning and falling, I should have realized it doesn’t matter if I did it or not. He simply hates me. He

rejoices over my sorrows.

“Therefore, the truth doesn’t really matter. He would finally be satisfied if my heart is broken.”

Speaking of this, she smiled woefully again.

“Never mind. I don’t want to be stuck with him any longer. Ella, take care of yourself after I leave. Bella

hates me. As you’ve served me for such a long time, after I’m gone, she will perhaps vent her anger on

you. If things get worse, you can quit and find another job somewhere else. The world is your oyster.

You can always leave here.”

Ella appeared touched, too.

“Miss Horton…”

Queeny waved and said, “It’s OK. I’ve made up my mind.”

Ella constrained herself from talking her out of this. She then asked, “Where do you plan to go then?”

Queeny thought for a moment and said, “Since they want me dead, other places are probably not safe

for me. So, I think I’ll go back to my hometown. Though Mr. Webber, my grandfather, had passed away,

his house is still there. I’ll go back there and live in that house for some time.”

Ella nodded after hearing this.

“Then, do look after yourself.”

Queeny nodded and said, “I will.”

After exchanging a few more words, Ella reluctantly went off to do the packing.

At four in the afternoon, Queeny got in a car by herself and left the castle.

As she hadn’t fully recovered, she could not walk out on her own.

For this reason, Felix “mercifully” arranged a car for her. Of course, the car was not luxurious. It was a

mere Audi.

The one behind the wheel was not Ford or any of Felix’s other trusted subordinates.

Instead, it was just an ordinary driver.

As the car slowly pulled out of the gate, Bella showed a triumphant smile from behind.

Felix, however, displayed a somber look. He stared fixedly at the place where the car disappeared and

didn’t look away until a long while later.

Inside the car.

Queeny felt unperturbed.

Felix had agreed on this plan in secret. Therefore, she had no worries.

Since she needed to convince others that she would not come back again, she didn’t object when she

saw Ella pack all her daily necessities up before she left.

Through this poisoning, Queeny learned that some people in this castle must be working for them.

By making this moving out as real as she could, she would make them believe that she was on her own

now and it was time to take action.

At first, Queeny planned to stage a getting-back-together with Felix by going out with him on

Valentine’s Day.

Felix had the same idea.

However, her mind suddenly changed after she met Felix in the corridor and let him wheel her back to

her room.

It occurred to her that staging a row with Felix and moving out by herself would be more convincing

than playing a sweet couple.

After all, Bella’s being poisoned had provided them the perfect story to work on.

Although many were in the side building and heard their discussion on who poisoned the cereal, they

didn’t really understand their theories.

They never found out who did it.

Thus, as long as Felix later sent someone to investigate and found some clues that rendered Queeny

the suspect, he would have good reasons to get mad at her.

After that, she would naturally confront him. In a fit of anger, Felix could throw her out of the castle.

This way, whoever wanted her dead would definitely believe that she and Felix had turned against each

other because of Bella.

While pondering, Queeny turned her head and looked outside the window.

“Those people will definitely take action today!

“Come on, don’t miss this chance. I’ve been waiting for you guys. Time to make a move.”

After the car went out of the castle, Queeny felt a little tired, so she closed her eyes and took a nap.

It was already eight in the evening when the car reached her hometown.

When Queeny opened her eyes, she found the car had pulled over.

The driver looked back and asked, “Miss Horton, we’ve arrived at the address you gave me. Is this the

right building?”

Queeny turned around and saw a gray house ahead. It was exactly where Mr. Webber used to live.

She nodded and said, “Yes, it is.”

Then, she put her hands on the door, trying to get off.

The driver immediately fetched the wheelchair from the back of the car and helped her get off. Then, he

got her luggage for her.

All her belongings had been packed in two suitcases.

Queeny smiled and thanked the driver.

The driver glanced at the dilapidated small house ahead and asked, “Do you want me to walk you in?”

Queeny shook her head and said, “No. Thanks. You can get going. I’ll go in myself.”

Now she refused his help, the driver didn’t say more. He went back into the car and drove away.

Queeny didn’t go into the house immediately. She watched the car pull away and then cast a glance at

the suitcases placed beside her.

When she was about to enter the house, she heard some loud noises from across the street.

Next, all the people in the surroundings pelted in that direction.

Startled, she stopped moving.

Seeing that everyone on the street was heading in that direction, she grabbed one of them by the arm

and asked, “What happened?”

Since she had left town for many years, that person didn’t recognize her.

But as he noticed that Queeny was a young woman in a wheelchair, he kindly explained, “It’s said

someone died over there. They’ve dug out a body. Girl, go home. It’s creepy.”

After that, he shook off Queeny’s hand and dashed away.

Queeny was still in a daze.

“Someone died? A body?”

For some reasons, she had a bad feeling about this.

Obviously, it had nothing to do with her, but she couldn’t help but leave her luggage by the door and

wheel herself towards the crowd across the street.