In the dim light, a figure hurriedly entered and supported Viola.

"What's wrong?"

Through her tear-filled eyes, Viola saw her husband, Barrett's face.

She threw herself into his embrace, crying even harder and more pitifully.

Barrett had never seen Viola so openly distressed, sitting on the ground and wailing. He thought something serious must have happened, and urgently asked, "What's going on? What happened?"

With tears in her eyes, Julia recounted the events of the day. However, when she was about to mention Thomas's military pension, Viola suddenly shouted, "Be quiet!"

Julia was startled, and immediately fell silent.

Julia hadn't mentioned the pension specifically, but she had mentioned Thomas's name. Even if he were not the sharpest, Barrett could piece together the situation. Viola had used Thomas's death benefits to buy a tiara for Serena, which was worth 36,800 silver coins.

"Enough. You're dismissed," Barrett said.

Then, he released Viola, his face dark with anger. "Tomorrow, you will go to the Golden Tower and return the ruby tiara."

His towering figure cast a shadow over Viola. As she wiped her tears and looked up at him, she saw his face filled with humiliation and rage.

at Julia, who felt the silent reprimand. The maid retreated to the side, too frightened to say

her along. "Come on, we're going to

steps as he pulled her, nearly losing her balance. She pleaded, "Honey, please slow

Barrett seethed with fury.

enough humiliation? How much longer

known that Viola had used Thomas's pension to buy a tiara for

marrying into the Marquis of Ironridge's family. She

Marquis of Ironridge favors me." Serena nestled into her mother's

she didn't want

Leopold's concubine. But after

handsome figure his stable position in the court, and the Marquis

shameful.

said, "But

heed

and oppose the marquis's secondary wife. You need

that she will trust and favor you. Until then,

the

always be respectful and

the door flung open with a

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