Chapter 177: Chapter 177

He always thought his loving partner at night was himself and didn’t notice a thing.

Flora breathed a sigh of relief; for a short period, she didn’t have to face him at night, "Okay."

"If you tell your family about being under soft confinement, don’t blame me for telling my father and mother about your entanglement with Mason Baker."

"Ha." Flora’s face was filled with mockery, "I really worry about the future of Country Y. If you ascend to power, what will happen to our country if you lead us astray? Just a few beauties from enemy nations can take you down."

Arthur angrily raised his hand, ready to hit her, but realized they were on their way back to the Palmer Family, so he lowered his hand, glared at her, and said nothing more.

After that, the two never crossed paths again.

Until the car drove through the Palmer Family gates, it hadn’t even stopped when they saw the Palmer Family members coming out together to greet them.

Flora’s gaze fell on the spot next to her father, where stood a tall, straight figure, handsome and striking in a wine-red suit. She silently wondered: could he be her elder brother?

When she got off the car and heard the introduction from her parents, it turned out he really was.

Flora looked at the man before her with cold eyes and called out, "Big brother, welcome home, I am Flora."

His voice was indifferent, "Hmm."

Arthur thought he would take the initiative to shake hands with him, but unexpectedly, he didn’t—showing no regard for him.

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Seeing Elliot not taking the initiative to shake hands, Father Palmer coughed lightly, yet Elliot seemed not to hear, "Don’t stand outside, come in."

Arthur had a poor impression of Elliot Gill, considering him rude, arrogant, and obviously a hot-tempered individual.

Seeing Arthur’s face turning iron blue, Flora felt quite refreshed inside. Once in the living room, she stayed for about half an hour before returning to her room.

She took a new phone out of the cabinet, plugged in the power, waited for about ten minutes, then turned it on and went to the bathroom to call Lucy Eaton.

"Lucy, I’m now at the Palmer Family; I met my big brother today."

"I’m in Northriver too, planning to find an opportunity to meet you in the Presidential Mansion; since you’re back here, there’s no need to go to the Presidential Mansion."

"I’m afraid we might not meet; my big brother completely disregards Arthur, and he probably won’t stay for dinner."

"I’ll call Mrs. Palmer and have her keep you for a night at home, and I’ll visit in the evening."

"Is that okay? Arthur isn’t giving me any personal time now."

"He doesn’t give you personal time in the Presidential Mansion; outside, he wouldn’t dare tell your family you’re under his soft confinement. If word gets out, it would be quite detrimental to his image. So, I’ll call your mother."

Just as Lucy anticipated, when Mrs. Palmer said she would keep Flora for one night, Arthur didn’t object. But for the sake of Flora’s safety on her way back to the Presidential Mansion the next morning, he left two subordinates behind.

Flora knew it was surveillance.

But to her, it was no problem at all. In the Palmer Family’s home territory, she could move freely.

In the evening, it started to rain lightly.

After dinner, Flora excused herself to her room to rest and told Lewis not to guard the door but to take a rest as well.

Because she knew Arthur’s subordinates would take turns guarding the door throughout the night.

A little past seven, Lucy Eaton, dressed in a black hoodie and short-sleeved set, entered the Palmer Family through the back door.

Mrs. Palmer had arranged for someone to let her in, and Lucy Eaton followed the balcony into Flora’s room.

With the lights already off, Flora immediately got out of bed upon hearing the noise, quietly opened the balcony door, and whispered, "There are Arthur’s people guarding outside."

"No worries." Lucy Eaton scanned her room under the courtyard’s light, then pulled her into the bathroom, closed the door, and turned on the light.

"I really needed to meet you for this." Lucy Eaton cut the long story short, taking out a white bottle labeled with sleeping pills from her bag.

Flora twisted open the bottle, and inside were white tablets, looking exactly like sleeping pills she had seen before.

"This is not sleeping pills; it’s disguised tablets. The ingredients in these pills are nontoxic and have health benefits. When ground into powder and mixed with water, it’s colorless and tasteless. But don’t take it around alcohol consumption, or it will lead to chronic poisoning; best to take one per week."

Flora knew clearly who the pills were for.

"If he regularly has health checks every six months, when discovered..."

"The poison is insoluble; if discovered, there’s no chance to continue feeding him, and the toxicity will continue to spread. Without evidence, it’s impossible to determine who is responsible." Lucy Eaton held her hand, "You know why I came to meet you in person today? I hope you and I, the heavens and the earth know, no third person knows about this matter. It’s better to involve as few people as possible, right? Normally, anything Arthur drinks and eats is strictly inspected. I’m not 100% sure you’ll have the chance, but relative to others, you have considerable opportunities. You’re currently under soft confinement at the Presidential Mansion; besides that, there’s no other way to help both me and yourself."

"I’ll listen to you." Flora looked at her, "I just didn’t expect, Lucy, that your courage really exceeded my expectations."

"If you don’t want to become prey in others’ eyes, you must first be an excellent hunter."

Flora’s eyes brightened a few degrees, "Very true."

"I know you’re still troubled by Mason Baker; I’ve already got people closely monitoring his every move. He’s so restless, there’s plenty of opportunities to deal with him." Lucy Eaton recalled Flora’s purpose for returning home and asked, "When does your big brother formally take over the Palmer Corporation?"

"From what Father said, once he gets familiar with the company’s operations, he’ll be put into position. My big brother has exceeded my expectations."

"He gives off an unruly vibe, seems very cold, like he has no emotions in general. My father said he graduated from the highest university in Country M, fluent in eight languages, and is very handsome, almost catching up to your Mr. Ye."

"Almost catching up..." Lucy Eaton showed a proud expression, "So he hasn’t quite matched my Mr. Ye."

Flora replied with a smile brimming, "Yes, yes, you’re absolutely right."

"By the way, what’s his name?"

Lucy Eaton frowned slightly, "The name sounds a bit familiar, like I’ve heard it somewhere before."

"There are many with the same name and surname."

"That’s true." Lucy Eaton glanced at her left wrist to check the time, "I gotta go, but before I leave, I must remind you, in the Presidential Mansion, don’t directly confront Arthur; endure if you can, enduring cultivates a stronger inner self, and smooth relations with him will facilitate our success. Language is a double-edged sword; used well, it brings you unexpected rewards."

Flora nodded, "I understand."