Perfect Husband, The Destined One novel Chapter 1877

Their plan had failed.

When Donoghue spotted Susan, his eyes flashed menacingly. He said coldly, "B*tch, you two planned this together, right? How brave of you!"

Donoghue was cruel, and he was particularly cunning. He had figured it all out; he knew that Susan must be part of the assassination plan that night.

Yumi would not have the courage to do it alone.

"I—" Susan was anxious. Her red lips parted slightly, but she could not say anything.

Slap!

Donoghue was too lazy to talk. He walked forward and slapped Susan without any warning.

He had used all of his strength on that slap. Susan screamed and trembled before she fell onto the ground; she covered her face with her hand as she stared at Donoghue resentfully.

"B*tch, I have no time for you. You've gotten bolder and even planned to assassinate me." Donoghue was filled with anger as he scolded Susan. "You want to use Yumi's hand to kill me so that you can run away. I can tell you now that you'd never escape my clutches—not in this lifetime. I shall remember all the things you did tonight, and I will take care of this matter after I officially ascend the throne.

Then, Donoghue shouted, "Guards! Put this b*tch in prison!"

A few royal guards stepped forward quickly, tied Susan up and took her to prison.

Susan shook profusely; her eyes were full of despair.

'It's all over.'

She had finally convinced Yumi to plan an assassination with her, but they had failed miserably.

'Now, there's no hope for me to escape.'

Donoghue's face was pale. He breathed a sigh of relief after Susan was taken away.

After a few seconds, Donoghue had calmed down gradually. He called for a eunuch and ordered, "Summon Florian to the palace."

"Yes, Your Majesty." The eunuch hurriedly responded before he walked out quickly.

After a while, the eunuch returned, followed by a confused Florian.

"Your Majesty!"

After he entered the room, Florian knelt quickly. He tried to ingratiate himself with Donoghue and said, "It is my pleasure to meet Your Majesty. You've summoned me at such late hours, Your Majesty, what can I do for you?"

Florian muttered in his heart.