Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities novel (Jennifer and Ivan)
Chapter 1683: Alleviating Lovesickness

Chapter 1683: Alleviating Lovesickness

"He knows too?" Ivan was surprised. "Does he also suspect you and his father?"

"People in love have strong possessiveness and are often irrational," that was her opinion. She wrote romance novels, so she understood.

Claire said, "Of course, he won't suspect me and his dad, but I can't guarantee he won't suspect me and Tyler."

Tyler, in this way, always made her a little worried.

"Mr. Marsh, I write novels frequently, and novels derive from life. If we don't resolve this misunderstanding in a timely manner, it really affects the relationship between two people. He can't focus on his research, and I won't be happy either."

"Alright," Ivan agreed. "This matter is simple. I will handle it." However, he needed to come up with a good plan that could avoid suspicion, proceed smoothly, and buy enough time.

Soon, news of Ivan giving sculptures to Prince Lu Yi and Prince Tyler spread within the royal palace, mainly due to Catherine's boasting.

She emphasized that the Marsh Group had further developed its relationship with the Lu Layeka royal family and would continue to do so in the long term.

Meanwhile, in Rowan's palace.

He locked himself in the spacious and bright study on the upper floor, taking out all the tools from the box.

He was conducting serious experiments, and the research results were about to come out. He was nervous and excited.

Afraid that it was poisonous, yet afraid that it wasn't.

If it was non-toxic, it meant the killer wasn't planning to strike again, and replaceing them would be even more difficult than reaching the sky.

As he took out the litmus paper, dabbed it with some liquid, and stared intently, eagerly observing...

Five minutes passed in this anxious and uneasy state of mind.

He watched as the white litmus paper gradually turned black, and Rowan's heart sank along with it.

The food in the kitchen was not poisoned, but the food served on the table was.

Therefore, during this process, everyone who had contact with the food became a suspect.

At the same time, he felt deeply saddened.

His father's health was already in a very precarious state. The royal physician had pronounced his life to be in its final countdown, yet this heartless and insane killer didn't intend to spare him! Rowan clenched his fists, hating himself for not coming back sooner. He crushed the litmus paper with his fingernails embedded in his palm. The hatred in his heart was overwhelming!

If the culprit was discovered, Rowan would execute them according to the law!

Gradually, he calmed himself down a bit.

But when he thought about Tyler's entanglement with Claire, about his master being pregnant, and Mr. Marsh coming all the way here to help, Rowan felt extremely guilty.

It seemed that none of the people he cared about were well-protected.

What was going on between Claire and Tyler?

Why were they talking and laughing? Why did he even put his arm around her shoulder?

At this moment, Rowan felt a bit restless, not knowing that this feeling was jealousy.

Soon, the doorbell rang.

He forcefully pulled back his thoughts, suppressed his emotions, and calmly organized everything on the table before placing them neatly in the cabinet.

Only then did he open the door. "What is it?" he asked indifferently.

He had told the servants that as long as the study door was locked, he was studying seriously, and no one should disturb him, even if it was mealtime.

"Sorry, Your Highness," the servant lowered her head, afraid that he would blame her. She apologized sincerely, "Mr. Marsh has come, and he's accompanied by Miss Claire."

Rowan's expression eased, and he felt a bit of anticipation. He continued to listen to her explanation.

"Miss Claire wants to see your sculptures. I heard she's been interested in learning painting recently."

The servant explained, "Although Prince Tyler also has these sculptures, Mr. Marsh mentioned that she is someone with a boyfriend, and with Prince Tyler developing feelings for her, it's not convenient for Miss Claire to go to his place. So she could only come here to disturb you."

Rowan understood. He would give them some time alone to alleviate their lovesickness.

He casually said, "Then let her come up." He was very happy, but he couldn't let the servant see it.