Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 1008

Seeing Carissa and Violet exchanging looks, Jessica's temper flared. She didn't care whether Carissa was someone she could afford to anger anymore.

"So, you're all just hypocrites! You don't actually want to shelter women who have been mistreated and cast out. Pretending to be kind-hearted-what a joke! I'll expose you for what you really are!" she shouted. Despite that, she made no move to stand up. Instead, she sat there, still glaring at Hannah with bitter resentment.

Carissa watched her, confused. When Hannah's maid had come to report in person, Carissa had thought Jessica was simply here to stir up trouble. Now that she had seen Jessica in person, she wasn't so sure. Jessica seemed angry, but there was something about her demeanor that didn't add up. She was shouting, but hadn't even shifted in her seat. Was she so destitute now after being cast out?

"I heard you even want to change the name of our workshop?" Violet asked.

Her tone had softened a little, but she couldn't help the slight amusement creeping into her voice as she observed Jessica's pitiful attempt to be domineering.

"I just think naming it after a dead person is bad luck," Jessica sneered.

"Then, don't come here," Violet shot back, raising her voice.

No matter how miserable some people seemed, they still couldn't shake that annoying attitude.

you think I care?" Jessica huffed,

expression. The

you think you're here to live comfortably? You'll have to work for everything here." "I'm not leaving! I'm staying to

keep her composure. She immediately stepped

Lloyd, perhaps you

the same place as Jessica any longer. "Then, I'll leave it to you, Your

of her felt like this was all just a disturbance, but another part of

times.

If this had been Hannah's estate, Jessica would have already been dragged

Hannah left,

out you were indeed cast out because you couldn't

everything!" Jessica's impatience was rising. "If I'd committed some unforgivable crime, I wouldn't just be cast out. The Marquis of Ironridge's family would have handed me to the authorities by now." "Jessica, from what I know, you have several properties and businesses. You've made quite a bit of money over the years. I'm sure the Marquis of Ironridge's family

stood with her feet together, her fingers holding onto her sleeves. Her well-maintained nails didn't match

see for myself if this workshop is really like the

own houses