"What does it matter? Who stabbed him and who planned it is inconsequential. The important thing is that in a few days, you would be rid of Prince Lucien," he said, dipping his hands into his pocket.
"It may be inconsequential, but I still want to know." She settled into a seat beside the window.
She was starting to realize that she barely knew anything about Reggie. All she knew was that he lost his wife in a terrible accident and that he had a child. And that was just about all she knew. He was a puzzle, and he clearly enjoyed being a mystery. If he was capable of murder, who knew what other lengths he would go to, to achieve his goal?
Which is one question that has been bothering her, what was Reggie's goal?
"Your Excellency, I say this only with your interest at heart. There are some things that are better left alone." "Enjoy your victory," he threw over his shoulder as he stepped out of the room, slamming the door behind him.
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