Semua Bab Princess Cromwell and Her Six Brothers: Bab 261 - Bab 270

The county hospital doctor made it clear—they couldn’t cure this poison.Mr. Cromwell wailed beside them, crying and shouting, “You people just look down on us villagers! You refuse to treat us!”His shameless display, with his head still wrapped in gauze, showed he had no intention of reasoning.Many villagers had come along, all standing on his side.With the way things were escalating, the doctors were genuinely afraid someone might get hurt.“I don’t care! You must detoxify my eldest grandson!”Mr. Cromwell’s eyes were bloodshot as he lunged to grab a young nurse!The nurse’s face turned pale with fear.Luckily, at that moment, several plainclothes officers entered through the main doors and immediately tackled him to the ground!Mr. Cromwell continued to struggle, shouting, “What are you doing? Let me go!”The surrounding villagers saw this and rushed forward to help.That’s when Frank finally stepped in.“I’d like to see who dares to move!”“Mr. Anderson?!”Mr. Cromwell’s arroga

He suppressed the excitement surging in his heart.Cross-referencing their lies with their true motives, and observing their deliberate concealment now—An answer emerged.One that seemed impossible yet made perfect sense!He suddenly pushed open the door and spoke the guess weighing on his heart:“You didn’t accidentally switch babies with the Milton family. You deliberately exchanged the trafficked child because you didn’t like her! You never had a daughter at all!”Grace’s face changed drastically the moment she saw him.Wasn’t this the family of that cursed girl?!They knew each other?!Edgar didn’t waste time beating around the bush.“You deliberately misled me, making me question the Milton family. But how could the Milton family possibly know that you never gave birth? They would only assume my second sister was the daughter of some rural couple who stole their daughter’s life. They would never tell me the truth, which meant—no matter what—I would get the wrong answer!”“The se

The always composed Benjamin spoke with an unmistakable hoarseness in his voice.“Uncle Monroe, do you really think we still need that ridiculous DNA test?”“If this isn’t my little sister, then who else could it be?!”There was no one else.People always said that the girl at home resembled their little sister.To him, not even close.This was his sister.Even with a dirty face, even after being abducted—she was still clutching her candy, staring at the camera with a proud yet adorable look, as if she had just woken up.Her big, bright, watery eyes.Her small, chubby, fair face.And—She was wearing the tiger-head hat that he and his sixth brother had made for her.Because they had sewn it themselves, the embroidery of the "king" symbol on the forehead was completely crooked.Edgar was trembling with excitement.Guessing was one thing.But confirming it was another.He had memorized exactly how Miss Amelia looked when she was taken!“Young Master! I’ll call Mr. Cromwell right now!” E

“Mr. Cromwell, we’ve found Miss Amelia!”Edgar’s hands were trembling, his voice filled with excitement.“This time, it’s real! She’s right in front of me!”Mr. Cromwell shot up from his chair, his sharp eyes trembling.“Where are you?!”“We’re at River County Hospital,” Edgar kept his voice as steady as possible.“Benjamin is here too. He’s already met Miss Amelia. It’s a long and complicated story, but I’ll explain everything once you arrive.”Mr. Cromwell gripped his dragon-headed cane tightly, unable to contain the excitement in his eyes.“Ben has already met Amelia?! How did he even end up in River County? And how did he find her?!”“To be exact, it was Miss Amelia who saved Benjamin,” Edgar explained briefly.“The moment he saw her, he felt an immediate connection.”Edgar hesitated for a second before taking a deep breath.“Mr. Cromwell, what I’m about to say might be overwhelming for you. Do you want to prepare yourself first?”Mr. Cromwell was already overjoyed, bursting into

"It's all because of you, you jinx! You ruined my life!"Grace had been acting unhinged from the moment Amelia entered.The bodyguard, worried she might become violent, stepped forward. "Dr. Cromwell, be careful—she's unstable.""It's fine. Leave us. I need to ask her something personal," Amelia said with a light smile.The bodyguard hesitated. "Young Master ordered us to ensure your safety—"Amelia's smile deepened. "Your young master is right outside. Don’t worry, I can handle myself. Besides, the poison in her system hasn’t fully cleared yet—I can control her."Only then did the bodyguard step out and close the door.Grace grabbed the iron chains around her wrists and lurched forward, aiming to smash her head against Amelia.Amelia suddenly reached out, fingers wrapping around her throat—her cold, piercing gaze demonic and dangerous."Take a guess—if you die here, will people investigate you, or will they investigate me?"When Amelia said she could control someone, she meant it.Gr