Arabella’s POV
"Why are you in my room, Margaret?" I questioned, my gaze fixed on her as I quietly shut the door behind me.
"You were looking for me," she replied, her voice tinged with uncertainty.
"I need to talk to you about something," I stated firmly.
"Of course, dear. What is it?" Margaret responded, attempting to maintain her composure.
"Why did you conduct experiments on Leo?" I confronted her, catching her off guard. She swiftly concealed any surprise she may have felt. "I am only giving you the opportunity to explain because of everything you’ve done for my family."
"Arabella, what nonsense are you..." Margaret began, attempting to dismiss my accusation.
"No!" I interrupted, "I know I am not speaking nonsense, and so do you. So, I will ask you once more. What did you do to
