The fur on Alita's tail suddenly stood on end.
Memories stabbed into her mind like daggers.
Last month, when she had a meeting with the Mother Empress, classified documents had been tampered with.
Two weeks ago, her personal handmaiden secretly told her that Louis had entered her study late at night.
And then there was this necklace!
Alita violently ripped off the sapphire necklace. With a squeeze of her fingertips, she crushed the gem. A miniature surveillance device, flashing with a red light, rolled onto the floor.
"So that's how it is."
Alita's voice was terrifyingly soft.
"Louis, every time I fell into a deep sleep after drinking the Star Dew Milk you gave me, was this how you stole military intelligence for the Rebel Army?"
A crack finally appeared in Louis's expression. "Alita, this is a frame-up!"
"A frame-up?"
Alita suddenly let out a soft laugh as crystalline tears fell onto the marble floor.
