Armand would instinctively discuss matters with me when he had something that he couldn't figure out in the government.
He said I was different from other women.
I used to think so too.
But everything changed on the day of the recognition banquet.
They held a banquet in the mansion, and many distinguished guests had been invited.
Everyone spoke flattering words, and no one questioned where the child came from.
It seemed as if it was normal for me to have a son like Doran.
I sat aside, watching the lively scene silently.
Suddenly, someone handed Doran to me and said, "He wants his mother!"
I snapped out of my thoughts and instinctively took Doran over.
As soon as Doran was in my arms, he started crying. I hurriedly soothed him.
But suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my chest, and I instinctively let go.
As a result, Doran fell to the ground.
The maid beside me quickly caught Doran and asked pitifully, "Mrs. Alwyn, how did the child offend you? Why did you drop him like this?"
I covered my chest and found that this maid was actually Estelle.
Her face looked gentle, but her eyes were full of venom.
Estelle lifted Doran's clothes and raised his arm.
There were several pinholes on Doran's tender skin.
The hall suddenly fell into silence.
Then, the guests began to whisper.
"Well, well. I didn't expect the child's legitimate mother to be so malicious towards him."
"Well, I'm not that surprised. After all, he's not her biological son. She pricked the child with needles and dropped him on the ground, obviously wanting the child dead."
I knew that I was set up.
That needle was probably somewhere on me. It just pricked me.
There were so many people in the hall, and I couldn't prove my innocence by taking off my clothes.
Besides, who would believe that a three-year-old child would be part of this scheme?
I straightened my skirt and looked at Estelle, saying calmly, "I've been sick recently, and I'm still weak. I just couldn't hold the child steadily. Why did you frame me by saying I deliberately dropped him?
"Besides, he is my son. He was just bitten by mosquitoes. You're just a maid. Who do you think you are to make a fuss and accuse me at the banquet? Guards, get her out!"
Estelle quickly knelt down and kowtowed, apologizing, "I...I'm sorry. Please spare me, Mrs. Alwyn!"