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Chapter 581

Carissa pretended to discuss the matter quietly with Rafael. They spoke in hushed tones, inaudible to others. As the maid and the guard couldn't hear anything despite straining to listen, their anxiety was palpable.

After a considerable pause, Rafael finally nodded.

"Alright then, we'll head to the capital together," said Carissa.

The maid sighed in relief. "Thank you, Lady Sinclair. You are truly a saint."

"What's your name?" Carissa asked.

The maid bowed. "My name is Greta."

Carissa turned to the guard. "And you?"

"My name is Dustin," the guard replied in a slightly gruff voice.

Though he was sturdy and appeared honest, a person's appearance didn't always reflect their true nature.

Carissa asked a few more questions but didn't get much more information. It was clear she wasn't expecting to learn anything significant from them.

At supper time, a pinch of Sebastian's colorless, tasteless powder rendered Dustin, Greta, and the driver unconscious. Once that was done, Carmen kne
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