Chapter 386

"It's only that fool, Linda, who would believe such lies..." "Robert? He's probably not having a good time right now," Samuel remarked, his tone laced with feigned sympathy. His eyes narrowed with mischief and sparkled with malice as he studied Eleanor's reaction. Eleanor raised an eyebrow slightly, her expression otherwise unmoved. Her face remained a mask of calm indifference, devoid of emotion. "It's indeed not a good time," she replied evenly, her voice devoid of warmth. Despite the composed tone, her sharp gaze betrayed her simmering fury. Samuel smirked, his laugh a mockery, though his features remained cold and calculating. "So, what is it? Are you here to plead with me?" Eleanor's fists clenched involuntarily at her sides, her nails digging into her palms. Her icy glare pierced Samuel. "What drug did you give Robert?" she demanded, each word sharp and deliberate, her tone radiating authority. Samuel tilted his head, feigning surprise. "You don't know? I thought the famed 'divin