"Bitch."
Upon learning the news, Douglas said in a fury, his eyes extremely cold. Elizabeth, that bitch, had meddled in his affairs again, opposing him repeatedly.
Once Prince Charles took power, he would make sure Elizabeth paid dearly.
The proud and beautiful princess must be really enjoying herself.
He wasn't the least bit worried about the investigation. The two deaths were indeed suicides without any question, and no evidence indicated that their deaths were linked to him. What was there to investigate?
No matter how they probed, they would find nothing leading to him.
With his status, no one would dare to coerce confessions from him.
"Xu Mo!"
A murderous intent flashed in Douglas's eyes, a mere librarian dewrongaring to oppose him—reporting him under real name?
After this affair blew over, he planned to make Xu Mo die in an accident.
However, Douglas was clearly oversimplifying things.
The next day, Douglas received a communicator call from his father.
