All Her Secrets

Withal had been wrestling with a question for some time, and he finally decided to pose it to Catherine.

“Catherine, you’re not a doctor, so how did you determine that Bert died from heart failure?” he inquired.

Catherine, who had never performed an autopsy herself, had relied on the outward signs of the body to deduce the cause of death. Even the chief attendant, who had witnessed her assessment, couldn’t help but be amazed.

“Catherine is truly remarkable!” he thinks.

In response to Withal’s question, Catherine, who was leaning against Branden, groggy and half-asleep, gave her answer.

“Well, when waiting for the test results, I flipped through some medical books out of sheer boredom,” she said.

Upon hearing this, Withal couldn’t resist giving Catherine a thumbs-up.

It was evident that she was a top-notch expert, effortlessly surpassing others with her remarkable insights.

Withal chose to remain silent, and he didn’t want to pursue the matter further. He felt that pressing on would only be an affront to himself.

The following afternoon, Catherine was once again summoned.

She headed to the palace.

Bert had passed away, but the mysterious illness hadn’t ceased. Another royal member had been assigned for experimentation and analysis.

This new member’s mother held a higher maternal status within the royal family than Bert’s mother did, so initially, he wasn’t the first choice.

No one had anticipated that Bert would pass away so quickly, and thus, this new member had to fill his position.

When Catherine met Henry, she found his condition to be quite dire. It wasn’t that his illness was more severe than Bert’s, but his emotional state was in tatters, on the brink of collapse.

The torment of his ailment and the mental pressure had accelerated the deterioration of his physical condition.

apart from the emotional stress, the rest of his symptoms

to report. Those who had been keeping a close eye on her couldn’t help but indulge

global biologists were extraordinary. It turns out they’re just using the title

down to it, she

attention to the idle

serenity amid turmoil. Just as she had finished her examination and turned around, Henry suddenly convulsed, frothing at the

were in a panic, urgently calling upon various

Reiki therapists all made their appearances, but they were all equally

complete breakdown, overwhelmed by anxiety. His eyes bulged, and he stared at the onlookers in terror, his pleas barely

“Please, save me, please…”

was a heart-wrenching

stand by

Finally, Catherine took action.

forward with a commanding presence that compelled the experts surrounding Henry to part and make

and, in full view of everyone, began to unbutton his shirt. Henry’s

Highness! You lowly woman, you’re not allowed to touch His

a result, the deeply ingrained concepts

rules against women touching a man’s

violated, it was believed that the man would face ill fortune, and the woman responsible

cold, disdainful

a frosty tone, When His Highness’ life is hanging by a thread, are you still concerned about his fate? Is that

As Catherine had pointed out, Henry’s life was on the line, and at a time like this, adhering

no time for further discussion with the

had carried with her. After returning home the previous night, she shared her research findings with Mr. Theo and

at the palace today, she had brought the silver needles with

As she inserted one silver needle after another

and

later, Henry was able to

Catherine, he recognized her. Yesterday, when Catherine made her

looked at her and

remained unresponsive, wearing an aloof expression as

her earlier now felt the sting of embarrassment