Soon however, Aria flinched as she remembered something else and quickly asked, "What about after I


    leave White Hall? C-Can you still protect me after that, Mr. White?"


    "Oh, well..." Eron shook his head as if troubled. "I''m sorry, Ms. Lond. But if you leave, Mr. Lawrence


    isn''t going to y to our tune."


    Aria was shocked, her heart sinking rock-bottom again despite just finding some sense offort.


    "Mr. White, please, you have to help me," she pleaded. "Please talk to Frank. I-It was just a mistake, I


    didn''t mean anything bad. I just love him so much, I."


    Seeing how gullible Aria was, Eron could not feel more disdain for Aria at this point.


    Still, he kept his thoughts from showing because he needed her for his ns.


    Pretending to be deep in thought, he then walked up and helped her to her feet and whispered into her


    ear, "Actually, there''s no way to get Mr. Lawrence to forgive you. But I have a proposal. I''ll only tell you


    if you''re willing to do it, but if you refuse, you just have to suffer Mr. Lawrence''s wrath. which I''m sure


    would be a fate worse than death."


    "Tell me, Mr. White! What is it?"


    Aria''s nerves could not be stretched thinner, and since Eron was clearly keeping her on tenterhooks,


    she quickly added, "Just save me, Mr. White. I''ll do anything you ask!"


    "Hoho." Eron''s eyes narrowed as he smiled, knowing that the time was right. "In that case, I''ll say it: Mr.


    Lawrence would be taking part in a martial tourney tomorrow, and that''s your chance at saving your


    own skin."


    Aria waspletely puzzled. "Frank''s going to a tourney. is this my chance?"Text content ? N?velDrama.Org.


    "I have a poison here." Eron held up a small packet, smiling faintly. "It''s odorless and tasteless, but it


    will numb Mr. Lawrence''s nerves while he takes part in the tourney. It''s nothing malignant, or Mr.


    Lawrence would notice it easily given his knowledge in medicine. Just poison him with this, and he''ll


    lose the tourney and be too hurt toe after you."


    "Poison?" Aria gathered herself as she took the packet from Eron.


    She mused to herself for a while, but her eyes soon shed viciously. "Don''t you have a more potent


    poison? Something lethal."


    Her request left Eron taken aback, though he almostughed out loud.


    She was far more vile than he thought! Was she not just dering how much she loved Frank earlier?


    And now, she wanted him dead?


    Still, he held back a smile as he said, "That''s unnecessary. I''m sure you''ll understand what it means to


    not overreach. Like I said, Frank is well-versed in medicine and would notice a poison that''s too


    obvious. On the other hand, this is budsnuff—a family recipe that almost wouldn''t qualify as poison. It


    only numbs the nerves and is used as a painkiller. Just make Mr. Lawrence drink it tonight, and you''ll


    understand tomorrow."


    Aria''s fingers clenched around the small packet, her eyes shing viciously.


    It was Frank who insisted on finding the truth, and he could not me her for this! She had no choice!


    "By the way..."


    Before he left, Eron leveled a twinkling gaze at Aria. "You cane to my bedroom if you''re not too


    busy—there''s plenty more to discuss, see?"


    Eron''s meaning was obvious, and Aria did not hesitate as she grinned coquettishly. "Of course."