"Carl is very angry about what happened." Amelia held her son, feeding him, the Empire Countess felt this family of three atmosphere was exactly what she wanted: "He has already sent a large number of people to investigate."
"At this critical time of the upcoming competition for the Royal Chief Grand Wizard, the Emperor will not tolerate any disturbances." Laine still frowned, his blue eyes turning: "But this matter feels strange from start to finish, the murderer wasn't after money, nor did he have any other motive, and after the incident, he lingered at the scene for hours before leaving, why is that?"
"Mommy, I want meat, I want meat~" Little Frederick whimpered in his mother's arms, also calling out to Laine: "I want Daddy to hold me, Daddy feed me meat~"
"Alright, alright~ Eat meat~" Laine hurriedly put down the newspaper, picked up his son, and the little boy happily found a spot to sit in his father's arms, then pinched his father's face with his hand.
