A Beauty With Multiple Masks
Chapter 1291

Chapter 1291 The Real Culprit

“How absurd!” Cornelius was actually hopeful. He was unwilling to believe that the culprit who tried to kill Arielle was his own precious sister. However, it was impossible to dispute this fact anymore. Queenie had completely disappointed him. “Salvador, tell Dad about this. I’m going to Queenie’s room for a while.”

He wanted to go to Queenie’s room and replace the poison himself. This way, she would not be able to make any excuses.

“I’ll go right away.” With that, Salvador went to look for Abraham. Meanwhile, Cornelius stood at the same spot for five minutes before dragging his feet to Queenie’s room.

“Why are you here, Cor?”

It was Salvador earlier, and now, it’s Cornelius. Queenie felt an indescribable sense of panic wash over her. Did they realize that I poisoned Arielle? No, if I was exposed, Arielle would’ve kicked up a fuss. It’s impossible that she’ll stay so quiet and not do anything. I’m just scaring myself out of guilt.

Upon that thought, she took a deep breath and calmed herself down.

Cornelius stared at Queenie without saying a word. Following the scent, he walked toward her dressing table. Seeing this, Queenie was so scared that her heart pounded rapidly.

“What are you looking for, Cor? I’ll ask Don to help you replace it,” said Queenie as she suppressed her panic. When she shot a look at Donovan, he immediately understood. Rushing toward Cornelius, he said, “Yeah, Cor. I’ll help you replace it.”

Ignoring them, Cornelius pulled open the drawers and started rummaging through them before taking out a makeup box. Queenie had hidden the poison amongst her makeup products. Those who were not extremely sensitive to the smell of medicine would never replace it.

“Cor, why are you taking my makeup products? They’re meant for girls. If you want some, I can ask Don to buy some meant for guys,” said Queenie, still trying her best to suppress her panic.

When she noticed Cornelius holding the bottle of night cream, her heart started to race.

Cornelius gazed at Queenie, who he had doted on since young, with disappointment. “Are you scared that I’ll take this away?”

“What are you talking about? Why would I be scared? It’s just a bottle of cream. If you want it, just take it. What’s the big deal?”

“Queenie, do you have anything else to tell me?” Cornelius was extremely disappointed. Is she still unwilling to admit it even at this point?

This time, Queenie finally realized that Cornelius had come to look for the poison that she had given Arielle. D*mn it! I was too careless. I should have destroyed that poison when I can. Now the d*mn thing has come back to bite my ass.

“Cor, can’t you pretend that you don’t know anything?” Queenie gazed into her brother’s eyes, hoping that he could let her off the hook.

“Queenie, this is fatal. How can you use it to kill someone?” Cornelius stared at her in disbelief. When did my adorable, kind, and innocent sister change? How did she become so vicious that she doesn’t even care about one’s life?

“Do you think that I want to kill someone? If Arielle hasn’t gone overboard, why would I have tried to kill her?” Queenie roared at Cornelius.

At that moment, Abraham had also rushed over to Queenie’s room after Salvador told him what happened. When he heard his daughter’s words, he flung the door open and strode toward her before slapping her cheek so forcefully that blood dribbled down her lips.