Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 860

Chapter 860

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Rebecca froze, her gaze fixed on Zoey. The corners of her eyes, which had sagged slightly, now lifted, filled with scrutiny as she tried to gauge whether the younger woman was joking.

But it was clear that Zoey was not joking–she was dead serious.

A rush of blood flooded Rebecca’s head as she struggled to catch her breath, scarcely able to believe that Zoey was asking her for money to buy medicine. They were family by marriage, and this was for medicine. Did she have to be so calculative about it?

Suppressing the humiliation that bubbled up inside her Rebecca shot a glance at Tara. There were s things she simply couldn’t voice, given her senior status.

some

Recognizing the cue, Tara mustered the courage to ask, “Could you lend us the money for now, Madam Zoey? We can pay you back later.”

“I rushed out of my home this morning. How could I possibly have that much money on me?” Zoey replied.

and fetch it

bit redundant? I’d have to make an extra trip to the estate.

After all, you’ll need to pay me back eventually. You can’t be saying that a prestigious family like yours

with anger, her complexion darkening. It was clear Zoey was

tried to laugh it off. “How could that be? It just so happens that the steward isn’t here at the moment, so…

Viola in th

to fetch him. I’ll check on Viola in the meantime. Once you have the funds, send them over to Grace Mansion. It’s just running

that, Zoey offered a polite nod and left. Once outside

all–daring to ask

for the past few days, finally managing to settle herself after narrowly escaping death. The thought of her brush with the afterlife sent

pitying attitude towards Amelia’s death, thinking it was absurd for someone to be so fragile and be unable to bear any burden. If living

herself, Viola understood just how terrifying death could be. And yet Amelia, that timid woman, had chosen death. She had first tried to throw herself

her late sister–in–law’s death had nothing to do with her, but then

Yet, Zoey laid out one point after another, painting a picture of a bitter, sharp–tongued, and

woman was her,

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