Forensic Imperial Concubine by Erika Black

Chapter 47

Felicia was supposed to be Hansen's future wife, but he had abandoned her. Not only did he break off the engagement, but he
had also sent over a letter announcing divorce. She had become a divorcee before she was even called a wife. At that point, her
reputation was ruined.
Yvonne's reputation succeeded itself from just being a concubine's daughter to being a daughter of Charles' wife. She became
Hansen's fiancee now and would become his wife. Carrie was now temporarily managing the domestic affairs of the mansion,
enjoying the fame and prestige that came with the title. Not only that, but she was also doing everything in her power to bring
more goods to Yvonne's house.
Nina and Anabel returned the next day. When they heard of the events that had unfolded in the mansion, Anabel was the first
one to react. "My Lady, you've helped Yvonne so much, and she didn't even visit you to express her thanks. Doesn't she know
that she wouldn't have become your mother's daughter and His Highness's fiancee if not because of you?" she harshly
whispered, scowling at the thought.
Harper glanced at her. "Have you forgotten what I've told you?"
Anabel paled at her reprimanding words. Never criticize a lady in the mansion behind her back—a golden rule that Harper had
stressed. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that."
"Yvonne has just become His Highness's future wife. It's understandable that she forgot to come and visit me. As the temporary
hostess for the family, Carrie's also rushing back and forth the mansion, so she also doesn't have any time to spare." Harper
played with the zither. "Don't be too talkative, Anabel. Others might misinterpret you."
Although Anabel was not convinced, she knew of Harper's short temper. "I just think it's unfair."
"But I'm okay with that." Harper continued to play, its enchanting music echoing throughout the hallways. The two maids sat and
swayed their heads to the melody. Though they thought Harper was wronged, they found that they couldn't say anything more.
Being just two maids, they didn't really have much of a say in these household matters.
Ever since Carrie reigned over the family affairs, she got a taste of power. Everything was going to her liking. Felicia was beaten
and locked in the ancestral hall. Sue had been so busy assisting Felicia that she had no time to go against Carrie. And now that
Carrie was the hostess, she could do everything in her power to support Yvonne. She was over the moon!
"Mother, have you visited Harper?" Yvonne asked casually as she gingerly took a bite of the bird's nest soup.
"Why should I?" Carrie said indifferently. "I'm in charge of the mansion now, so we don't have to please her anymore."

"Shouldn't we thank her? I mean, without her, I wouldn't have become a daughter of Father's wife or His Highness's fiancee,"

Yvonne said, shrugging. Though she brought it up, she couldn't care less if they'd thank her or not. In her eyes, Harper was
doing all of these to suck up to her because she needed her in the future.
"Fine. I'll send someone with some gifts to thank her." Carrie tugged her food with a fork. "A hostess is really so different from the
others. Back then, we didn't have the right to eat such food. That bitch Sue used to feed her brats with best food. Now look
where she and her bastards are now."
Yvonne shot her a warning look. "Don't say that. Someone else might overhear." She wiped her mouth. "After I give birth to my

you, I don't have the luxury of spare time." Harper narrowed her eyes. "What do you mean by that?" "Nothing. It's just that with everything getting so hectic, it's my priority to take care of Yvonne now since she is to wed His Highness. Please don't take it to heart. We just don't have time to visit you," Carrie said indifferently. "Well, I guess there is no bird's nest at your residence. I'll ask someone to send

tilted her head. "Be careful, Lady Carrie," she called. "Your legs might get injured if you walk too fast. Father only wants you to take care of the mansion temporarily." "What are you trying to say?" Carrie whirled around

Harper looked at the finger pointing at her nose and said, "I just remind you of what you said, Lady Carrie."
"What did I say?" Carrie placed her other hand on her waist and cocked her hips. "I tell you now girl, if you didn't offer my
daughter to be recorded under your mother's name, you wouldn't be eating bird's nest soup. Harper, you should start
remembering where you stand."
Harper scoffed. She stretched out her arm, grabbed Carrie's hand, and twisted it right in front of her. Carrie's scream could knock
over the roof of their mansion.
Harper took out a handkerchief and wiped her hands in disgust. "I think it's you who should remember your place. You're just a
concubine, and I'm the daughter of Father's wife. If you dare disrespect me again, Lady Carrie, I'll have to start taking offense."
She left Carrie with her imagination on what she could do with her, heading to Peony House with Nina. Harper didn't care of
teaching her a lesson. Besides, Charles was never that fond of Carrie. In his eyes, she was vulgar and ignorant. She was not fit
for handling the clan's affairs in the long run.
Nina, however, was already jumping in joy the moment she saw Harper fight back. "My Lady, it's really unnecessary for you to do
it yourself."
"Maybe I'll ask you to do it for me next time." Harper's lips curved. "Do not tell any of this to Grandma."

rest assured. My lips are sealed." Mavis had sprained her waist after being pushed by Felicia. Now, she spent most of her days lying in bed. Every day, Harper would come in her room and give her the needle treatment and massage to quicken the healing rate. Now, she was late. Annie, confused as to why, decided to ask another maid in private. "Grandma, I'm sorry for being

a bit of a mess in the mansion recently. You have been wronged." Mavis was powerless with what had happened in the mansion. "Don't put Felicia's mistake close to heart; the girl wasn't thinking! It's

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