Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Eleanor and Jessica's expressions changed at the mention of the Supreme Court. They knew all too well that the current head of the Supreme Court was Rafael Eleanor glanced at the boxes of account books.

"Since Eric deceived you as well, and you've already reviewed the account books, Jessica will also need to go through them. Leave the books here for now. After we've completed our review, we will visit you personally to reconcile the accounts. Once the evidence is clear, we'll send it to the authorities for proper action."

Carissa sipped her coffee and smiled. "Aunt Eleanor, I'm rather impatient by nature. The account books are here. Please have your accountants come over immediately to review them. If more accountants are needed, I can send someone to Ironridge Estate to bring over their accountants as well, We'll sort it out tonight, and the accounts can be recalculated by tomorrow."

"No, you can't go to Ironridge Estate!" Jessica stood up, her face pale.

Margaret and Leopold already had a poor opinion of her. If they found out about this, they might despise her even more.

Jessica had had enough of their disapproving looks.

Eleanor's gaze was as sharp as a blade. "What's this? You call me 'Aunt', but don't believe me?"

Carissa smiled and replied, "It's precisely because I trust you that I brought the account books here for us to review together. If I didn't trust you, the account books and Eric would likely be with the local authorities by now."

Eleanor slammed her cup down. "How can so many years of accounts be reviewed in just one day?"

are quite a few accountants for your estate and shops. I'm sure there are multiple accountants in your

her anger. "In

at the final figure we've calculated? If you two trust me, there's no need for further investigation. Just follow

clothing with her fingertips, a gleam of satisfaction in her

don't trust

a matter of trust. She knew well enough how much The Gilded Tower had earned. The figures

to reconcile

too late to review the

tore

Leave the books here and go back," Eleanor said, waving her hand. "Take the account books back

in to carry

daughter-in-law's advice to stay silent, she shouted, "You can't

the account books, would they ever get them back? They were clearly trying to avoid

the guards were already

boxes. One of the guards, who had just reached out to lift a box, recoiled in fright at the crack, quickly pulling his