Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Eleanor was clearly irritated and said, "Have them brought in and seated in the side hall for a while. There's no need to take them to the main hall. I'll join them after I finish my dinner." The steward went out personally to handle the situation. Noticing that they were bringing in items that didn't look like gifts, he asked Helen, "May I ask what you've brought, Your Grace?" Helen was about to blurt out that it was the account books, but Carissa interjected first, "They are some old manuscripts for Grand Princess Eleanor to review."

The steward's eyes brightened at the mention of manuscripts. Could they be Kyle's manuscripts?

He immediately ordered refreshments to be served, then went to report to Eleanor and Jessica.

"Manuscripts? Kyle's?" Eleanor asked slowly.

"I'm not sure. She didn't say, and I didn't dare to ask," the steward replied.

Jessica had only recently learned about the Mystic Pearls and the three thousand silver coins, which had left her very angry.

Now, seeing that they had brought manuscripts, she sneered, "Aunt Helen probably thinks that she offended you by retrieving the Mystic Pearls, so she brought Carissa along to present Kyle's manuscripts as an apology. At least she has some sense."

Eleanor glanced at her. "If you continue to use that brain of yours in your husband's house, your mother-in-law will kick you out in less than three years."

The mention of Margaret darkened Jessica's expression. "That old hag! I'll poison her sooner or later."

Eleanor's tone was cold, "You'd better calm down and avoid causing any trouble that will need me to clean up your mess. Your mother-in-law isn't someone you can easily handle. Try to get close to her before saying anything else."

frustrated. "Forget about that old hag. What do you think Aunt Helen

her chopsticks. After the maid brought her some water, she rinsed her mouth and took a handkerchief to wipe her lips. Throwing the handkerchief

stepped out, saying, "We'll find

put on a cloak and followed

hall, Eleanor first saw the several boxes on the floor, and her heart

was very

account

Tower were always sent

similar boxes every year, so she

the very

seemed that all the financial records from recent

Tower

Naturally, she wouldn't acknowledge The Gilded Tower as her own since it

boxes, and exclaimed, "Aren't these the account books

a bright smile. "Greetings, Aunt Eleanor,

try to start sweet-talking! Why are

slowly took her seat, and gently reprimanded her daughter, "Jessica, don't be