Alaric stood with his hands behind his back. His dark formal suit made him look even more upright and unrestrained. However, it seemed that he had heard something, exuding an air of hostility.

"Did the Diana start talking nonsense before she woke up?" Alaric's fierce eyes had no warmth at all, a wisp of cold light, and he walked towards Diana step by step, each step dusty.

Less than a blade of grass beneath her feet?

Who loves, who takes?

With every step, there is an urge to strangle the woman.

"Alaric, you've come just in time. Listen to what this woman has to say?"

"What did she say?" Alaric gritted his teeth.

"Lillian, say it."

Lillian lowered her head and stammered for a moment, "she said... She wants to bring us together, and says she sent us a bottle of perfume with a potion to add to our fun so that she can help us and then leave the House of Owen, and says she doesn't like you, it's better to be a blade of grass she's stepping on..."

Diana looked coldly at Lillian's embellishment, then gave Alaric a casual glance, and Alaric happened to look at her as well, with an enigmatic expression.

In the past, she would probably have defended herself, and in the face of Alaric's gaze at her, she would have been like a frightened bird, dodging at the slightest touch.

But at this moment, she met his cold gaze without fear, and faint sparks flew when their eyes met.

"Alaric, Diana is probably saying this because she hasn't woken up... How could you possibly be grass..."

Lillian deliberately bit the word "grass" very clearly, and with a barely perceptible smug look at the corner of her mouth, she stole a glance at Alaric, whose face was now extremely ugly.

Mrs. Rosa gave the servant a glance, and the servant placed a bottle of incense on the coffee table: "Alaric, look, this is the bottle of incense."

"As the member of the House of Owen, you do not abide by the way of a woman, you do not maintain the reputation of the House of Owen, and you secretly keep the potion. If you do not impose a heavy punishment, what will you expect others to see of our House of Owen?" Mrs. Rosa put down her teacup and asked Lillian to help her up.

He walked up to Diana and said, "The House of Howard is also a prestigious family in Warsaw. They are polite and well-mannered. How could there be such a rebellious and unruly person like you? Do you dare to repeat what you said before in front of Alaric?"

Diana glared at the incense, a hint of coldness welled up at the corner of her mouth. Mrs. Rosa was standing right in front of her, digging a hole for her, and she had to jump or say anything.

She raised her face and pursed her lips with a hint of mockery, a smile that seemed very seductive in such a situation, she said slowly, "I did send the perfume, but I remember I sent it with a light blue wick, why did it become a purple wick, Miss Lillian?"

Lillian, upon hearing this, was stunned for a moment, withdrew the infatuated look she had on Alaric, and looked at Diana with an innocent expression: "I don't know. Are you suspecting that I secretly changed that bottle of perfume?

Then she shook her head as if it were absurd: "I didn't. That day I heard the servant say that Alaric asked me to go to his room and that Diana sent me a bottle of perfume, and I remember the wick of that bottle was purple... How could I possibly do that, Alaric?"

With tears welling up in her eyes, Mrs. Rosa grabbed her hand with concern: "Grandma believes you. My Lillian are so kind and innocent that we don't even step on an ant. How could we do such a thing?"

Mrs. Rosa wiped Lillian's face with her finger and then said sternly to Alaric, "Alaric, this matter must be investigated!"

"Bring up the servant who delivers the incense." Alaric half-closed his eyes, stretched his long legs and sat down unhurriedly in the main seat of the sofa.

Soon, Linda, the servant, was summoned to the courtyard hall and, upon seeing Alaric and Mrs. Rosa, fell to her knees with a thump:

"Mr. Alaric, Mrs. Rosa."

"What on earth happened with the aromatherapy last night?"

When Linda heard this, she was shocked and was about to say something when she felt the warning look from Mrs. Rosa above her head, panicked for a moment, and made a tacit glance with Lillian, and began to have an answer in her mind, hurriedly lowering her head:

"Miss.Diana ordered me to bring incense to the Mr. Alaric and Miss Lillian to add to the fun..." Pointing to the coffee table: "That's the bottle..."

Saying this, he gave Alaric a careful peek. Mr. Alaric's wife was so kind to Miss Lillian. Now Mrs. Alaric's was doomed.

Mrs. Rosa, who was closest to Diana, reached out and slapped her hard in the face after hearing the servant's words.

Sure enough, it's you! The House of Howard can't discipline their own daughter well. I'll discipline them!" After fanning, he found Diana covering her face and glaring at him fiercely. He was so angry that his trembling fingers pointed at Diana: "What?" Not convinced?"

And say to Alaric: "Alaric, such a vicious and scheming woman doesn't deserve to be Mrs. Alaric at all."

Diana felt her face burning with the slap, and she met her coldly and sarcastically.

Mrs. Rosa felt a bit guilty from her glare, and then David came in and whispered in Alaric's ear, "Master, the surveillance line burned last night, so..."

David lowered his voice as much as possible, but it was still audible. Diana, suppressing her ridicule, instead scolded, "It's broken? Dear, it's fine that you can't manage a servant, but now you can't even manage a tiny surveillance device. What do you expect me to say about you?

When Alaric heard Diana call "Dear", his eyes flared up, not knowing what she was up to, but understanding that she was asking him for help, after all the situation was against her, he said in a deep voice, "Come here."

Diana, as obedient as a kitten, moved towards Alaric and, without Alaric's command, grabbed the man by the neck and sat in his arms.

Lillian's face turned pale in an instant. How could this woman be so shameless as to seduce Alaric in front of her elders?

Linda was trembling with fear. Lillian had come to her in the morning, handed her a check and warned her not to follow the wrong person. Now it seemed that Mr. Alaric was intimate with the Miss Diana.

Alaric's hand was imperceptibly around Diana's waist, and through his breath, he faintly smelled the alluring scent of her hair, which made him feel a little elated.

Diana, however, looked straight at Lillian: "Why use last night's surveillance when you're smart?"

Alaric tightened his hand around Diana's waist and said in a hoarse voice, "How do you want to prove it wasn't you who did it?"

Just now when the Diana called him "Dear" and sat down on his lap to show weakness, he decided that he would help her get away unscathed whether it was this Diana or not, but the Diana's unyielding appearance made him wonder how she wanted to get away...

Diana, looking straight ahead, said slowly, "Just now Miss Lillian said she only saw the fragrance of the purple wick?

"No... Yes!" Lillian's eyes were fixed on Diana, and the fine sweat on the tip of her nose could still be faintly seen.

Diana just smiled, and then whispered a few words in Alaric's ear. Alaric called David over, gave a few instructions, and then David left quickly.