Chapter 582

"Autopsy and toxicology," Maeve ordered, her eyes fixed coldly on Vernon.

"Lyra was under the cursed poison. I grew up with her—I know exactly how to break a cursed poison. If I hadn't been so desperate to save her, I wouldn't have asked Cleo to help," Maeve said.

Maeve pointed at Cleo.

"Three days—Lyra was obviously getting better! But then Cleo gave her some medicine, and by morning Lyra was gon