The Terminally-Ill Duke Clings to Me Every Night (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 92

“My beautiful daughter’s face has become so hideously disfigured—all because of that woman’s Botox!”

Baroness Louise continued, her voice trembling with agitation.

“You’ve all surely heard the rumor, haven’t you? That receiving Botox made by Lady Bellarus makes one look ten years younger? My child merely believed that rumor and took the medicine—and now her face is… huuuh…”

She wiped away tears with an expression of indescribable grief. Immediately, several noblewomen who appeared to be the baroness’s close friends approached and gently patted her back.

‘Because of the Botox I made?’

At a glance, Lady Caroline Ceril de Louise’s face was clearly in terrible condition—utterly ruined, as if she had suffered severe burns.

‘That’s impossible!’

It was a medicine developed through years of experimentation and dozens of clinical trials.

Most participants in the trials reported no significant side effects; occasionally, someone complained of facial twitching or paralysis, but all recovered within a few days.

How could such a thoroughly tested and verified medicine cause side effects?

Even if side effects existed, it made no sense for someone’s face to melt away and become so grotesquely disfigured.

“Lady Bellarus! Say something! How do you intend to take responsibility for this?”

Just as Baroness Louise was cornering Leah, who stood frozen in place, a seasoned voice rang out from the crowd.

“What is all this commotion about?”

Empress Dowager, who had been observing the entire scene, stepped forward—and the crowd parted like the Red Sea.

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