The Lady Nun Seeks Justice (Eliza Stonor) novel Chapter 496

496,Chapter 496

Of course, Anthony wouldn’t dare

Anthony had been seething ever since Caleb took Sophie as his concubine. In his fury, the poison he prepared for Caleb was nothing short of lethal

For someone as robust as Caleb, even under the torment of the poison, he could hold on for about 15 minutes. For Anthony, with his frail and sickly body, drinking that poison would mean instant death.

Anthony’s face turned ashen. Though he was always pale from his illness, this time he looked utterly bloodless, as if he might collapse at any moment.

A moment later, Anthony slowly pushed the wheelchair forward. Only when he reached the center did he say, “Dale, it’s inappropriate”

“Is it that you find it inappropriate, or are you just scared? Dale’s voice was cold and sharp.

Anthony shook his head, his expression calm and composed, as if he truly had nothing to fear. “It’s not fear, Dale. You know my health has always been frail since childhood. After that incident with Caleb, when I barely escaped death, my condition worsened. Even a mild sedative could be fatal to me. If I were to collapse, how would we determine whether it was the poison or simply my weak constitution?”

Anthony clung to this excuse, crafting a seemingly flawless justification for himself.

If Dale were to let the matter drop, it would be ideal. But if they insisted on forcing him to test the poison, then the Marquis’ s estate would be the ones crossing the line.

With this thought, Anthony lowered his head slightly, a sly smile flickering across his lips.

At that moment, Eliza, who had been silently observing from her seat, suddenly spoke up. “If you can’t do it, isn’t there someone else who can?”

After all, it wasn’t just Anthony who had mistreated Caleb. Matthew was involved too.

And Matthew, unlike Anthony, appeared to be in perfect health.

Caught off guard, Matthew snapped his head up, his chair scraping loudly against the floor as he glared at Eliza, his eyes blazing with fury,

Dale raised an eyebrow. “Your Grace, you are absolutely right. If Anthony can’t try it, then Matthew should. And if Matthew isn’t suitable either, then Mrs. Nevill can step in. After all, she’s family, just like the rest of you. I don’t see why it would make a difference. Don’t you agree, Lord Mowbay?”

Eliza’s words seemed to spark an idea in Dale. The Stonor family had more than one candidate, after all, especially Sophie, the root cause of all this trouble.

Whether the poison was real or fake, if it ended up killing Sophie, that would be satisfying.

Adeline’s eyes lit up at the idea. “Exactly. Dale is absolutely right. If the Stonor family refuses to step forward, then we’ll have someone from the Marquis’s estate do it.”

She sneered, her tone dripping with malice. “After all, Sophie is now Caleb’s concubine, which means she’s one of us now. Isn’t that right, Sophie?”

This blatant threat left both Matthew and Anthony seething with rage, their eyes burning red. Sophie nearly fainted from fright.

“But since neither Madam Nevill, Lord Dale, nor you believe it, I’m willing to swallow this poison to prove it to you all.” As Sophie spoke, she stepped forward, walking to the table beside Dale, and reached out to pick up the bottle of poison.

He sighed, “Sophie, it’s not like I want to push you, but we need to get the be the f prove that the poison isn’t an instant lethal toxin on behalf of Anthony and a