NovelStartChapter 1632: She Worries About Him
"What is this?" Jennifer asked, puzzled.
"It's a handkerchief stained with coffee, milk, and juice residue. The paper contains food particles," Ivan explained as a flash of the
moment they sent the plant to Rowan's palace crossed his mind. He and Claire had intentionally kept ssamples for him to
bring back to Arkpool City.
He said, "This is the king's breakfast, sampled from the kitchen. Can you detect any poison in it?"
Jennifer met his gaze, her chest tightening as she listened. "Are you investigating alone?"
Before Ivan could answer, she worriedly reproached him, "Do you know how dangerous this is? If they dare to poison the king, they
are nothing short of desperados. They might cafter you too! It's not your territory!"
She could feel her nervousness and fear.
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Ivan reached out and grasped her shoulder, his tone gentle and apologetic, "I'm not alone; | have Claire, Rowan, and our
construction team. Isn't that enough?"
Jennifer didn't think about anything else; she was just terribly worried about him. "You're going there again, aren't you?"
"Of course," he replied to her, "Rowan is my friend, and we must find the killer for him."
But the dangers involved were easy to imagine.
"My dear, | know you're very worried about me, and you're equally concerned about Rowan, so we need your help now," he said.
Jennifer wasn't the kind of woman who feared death. Her gaze fell on the box on the coffee table. "Let's go to his laboratory and
see if these foods are poisoned."
"Okay."
So Ivan released her shoulder and took the box, standing up.
Jennifer put on her shoes too. "You act too quickly; you haven't figured out the situation in the royal palace yet."
"We'll be more cautious next time," Ivan said as he took a down jacket from the hanger and helped her put it on. "Please, my lady,
rest assured. No one dares to touch me."
Then he carefully zipped up the jacket and tied a scarf for her, taking her hand and leading her downstairs.
"You've worked hard," Ivan said to her.
"Don't say that," Jennifer rubbed against him. "It sounds like | don't want to help him. He's my friend, and he's my apprentice too."
She glanced at him. "I'm just worried about you. You've only been gone for a few days, and you're already taking such risks? You
haven't even figured out the situation in the royal palace, and yet you've obtained food samples."
"I didn't do this," Ivan let go of her hand, put his arm around her shoulder, and told her honestly as they walked downstairs, "Claire
did it."
"Ah?" Jennifer was startled.
Then Ivan explained Claire's identity and situation over there to her.
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Claire was the Arabic translator by the king's side, lvan's cousin, and completely unfamiliar with Prince Louis, but she had captured
the admiration of Prince Taylor.
"So... will that be okay?" Jennifer worried. "Feelings are selfish. She is Rowan's girlfriend."
"It's fine; they have enough trust between them. Besides, although Taylor is the son of Queen Katharine, he isn't scheming. When
necessary, he can still be of help."
As they chatted, the two of them reached the living room downstairs.
"Are you going out?" Aubree happened to cout of the kitchen, seeing her daughter-in-law already wearing a down jacket and a
scarf.
"Yes, Mom," Ivan replied, "We're going out for a while, but we'll be back soon."
Aubree didn't ask for more details. "Wait!" She quickly brought a hat and cto Jennifer, directly helping her put it on and
instructing, "You're pregnant, don't catch a cold. It's cold outside."
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