My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash and Hera) novel Chapter 2058

At Instinct Tower in the Land of Nion, Alfius asked warmly, "Miss Scota, has Mr. Dracar woken up?"

Suddenly, Ply pulled out a handgun and pointed it at them.

"Miss Scota?" Alfius' eyes widened in shock and confusion as he looked at her.

"Who are you?! Who sent you here?!" Ply roared angrily.

The four were bewildered as they exchanged puzzled glances. They did not understand what Ply was saying.

At the same time, they were surrounded by guards who had been hiding around in the lobby.

"Hey, hey, can someone explain what's going on?" Mosley grumbled.

"Playing innocent, are you?!" Ply growled as she walked toward them. "Tell me! Did you poison Mr. Dracar?!"

The four exchanged varied expressions upon hearing this.

"What? Poison? How is Mr. Dracar now?" Alfius asked anxiously.

"Come on, we haven't even seen the old man. How could we poison him?" Mosley retorted helplessly.

Nash did not say anything, but he was watching Ply and the others carefully, observing their reactions.

At this moment, Tilly stepped forward. “Miss Scota, accusations without evidence aren't fair. You don't have proof that we're the culprits. Isn't this a bit inappropriate?”

“Evidence? Alright then!” Ply then pointed her gun at Alfius.

“Alfius, tell me! Where did you go after coming down from the rooftop last night?” she demanded.

“Me? I went straight to bed,” Alfius replied firmly.

Ply glared at them. "You? Are you accusing me?"

"I wouldn't say accuse, but being unjustly condemned like this seems rather hasty, don’t you think?" Alfius continued sharply.

"Everything right now is based solely on your word. I want to know why you're so certain we're responsible. Don't you think you're being a bit too hasty?"

Ply’s anger flared. She stepped forward and aimed her gun at Alfius’ head. "You insolent brat!"

"Brat?" Alfius swiftly drew his sword and pointed it at Ply. "Do you think it's appropriate for someone of your position to call me a brat?"

"What are you implying?"

"What am I implying?" Alfius drew his blade, using his lightning-fast sword-drawing technique to slice the air.

Ply's body split in two. Her once beautiful face twisted and distorted, and she transformed into a massive chameleon before fleeing the scene.