Leona's maids, Hazel and Kate, were also crying in sorrow at Dorothy's words.

When Hazel saw Carissa preparing to head outside, she hurriedly spoke up, "Your Grace, Mr. Samuel was trying to convince Lady Leona to speak on his behalf to the king. He hoped to restore his position and title. Lady Leona refused, saying he didn't deserve it. In a fit of rage, he pushed her-it's not Lady Leona's fault! Madam Dorothy's words are deeply hurtful to Lady Leona."

Carissa was furious. She pushed aside the curtain and stepped out, her cold gaze landing squarely on Dorothy's face.

The older woman was momentarily taken aback by the sharpness of Carissa's eyes, but she quickly straightened up, reminding herself of her seniority and status. Even as a princess consort, Carissa had no right to meddle in the affairs of the Earl of Gracehold's family. "What do you intend to do, Your Grace?" Dorothy asked in a defensive tone.

Carissa fixed her with an icy stare. "If I hear one more word from your mouth that insults the duchess, I will have you arrested for disrespecting the royal family."

"How dare you-"

With a swift kick, Carissa sent a chair flying. It crashed against the door, splintering into pieces on the floor. The sound of the break echoed ominously alongside her cold voice. "Just watch me. If anything happens to Leona, your precious grandson will follow her into the grave."

chill ran down Dorothy's spine, and she found herself unable to scold Carissa

need to focus on Leona.

brewing the labor-inducing medicine and brought it over. Carissa took it from her, turned sharply, and reentered the

inside and glanced at everyone present before addressing Abigail. "Your daughter-in-law is inside giving

something that would further provoke Carissa. But upon hearing Violet's words, Abigail instructed her sisters-in-law to "look after" Dorothy before following Violet into the room. Though Abigail had indulged her son, she

her," Abigail said,

into her mouth, tears dripping down onto her wrist. "Leona, listen

gritted her teeth, and forced

finishing, the pain intensified. She cast a pleading glance at Carissa, her tears soaking the pillow beneath

pang in her heart as she grasped

she doing?"

beneath the quilt, and quickly removed all the needles. Then, she sighed and said, "Give her an Energy Pill and let her

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