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.

found that, apart from the emotional

been there for two days already, and there was no improvement to report. Those who had been keeping a close eye on

out they’re just using the title of ‘Doctor’ to pull the wool over

see! When it truly comes down to it, she

no attention to the idle

distant, like an island of serenity amid turmoil. Just as she had finished her examination

of death. The attendants were in a panic, urgently calling upon various experts, mystics, and even energy

and even Reiki therapists all made their appearances, but they were all

His eyes bulged,

“Please, save me, please…”

was a

going to stand by and watch his

Finally, Catherine took action.

that compelled the experts surrounding

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

of them shouted, “Release His Highness! You lowly woman,

era of monarchy, and as a result, the deeply ingrained concepts of male dominance and female subservience held

touching a man’s chest or anything

man would face ill fortune, and the woman responsible would

situation, Catherine cast a cold, disdainful glance at the servant who

His Highness’ life is hanging by a thread, are you

was momentarily stunned by Catherine’s words. As Catherine had pointed out, Henry’s life was

had no time for further discussion with the

home the previous night, she shared her research findings with Mr. Theo and sought advice on

palace today, she had brought the silver needles with her, not expecting that they would be put to

actions anxiously. As she inserted one silver needle after another with precision into the acupuncture

to gradual relief and a less pallid complexion was a relief for

later, Henry was able

and upon seeing Catherine, he recognized her. Yesterday, when Catherine

at her and said,

aloof expression as she

who had mocked her earlier now felt the sting of embarrassment