Chapter 115 - What She Couldn't Say

"Wha—"

Diora blinked. For a moment, she looked frozen, then smiled.

"This— Ah, Father. What do you mean?"

Suddenly, she laughed.

"Oh, I know. I know. God, I was shocked earlier. You know how to joke."

"I'm not kidding, Diora."

Diora's laughter suddenly stopped, and the big smile on her face slowly disappeared.

"What?" she asked, blinking in confusion. "What do you mean?"

"Let me repeat my question."

It was already quiet, and silence filled the dining room. Somehow, the atmosphere around Elliott felt even scarier now.

"Tell me the real story about how you lost the ring left by my late wife."

Diora gasped.

She looked around as if asking for support. However, there was none.

Everyone in the dining room fell silent, even Aeron included. No one thought about lifting a fork.

"That's—" Diora swallowed hard. "Father, didn't I tell you? One of my maids stole him. I send her to prison and—"

"How could she steal the ring?"

"Th—that— She— She's one of the maids who usually helps me dress up and—"