Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 1162

Perhaps Oliver wanted Barrett to see how grand and impressive his presence was, with people surrounding him and giving him attention whenever he entered or left. After showing off enough, he finally called for Barrett to meet him.

In less than two years at the Southern Frontier, Oliver had gained a lot of weight. Though he wasn't exactly obese, his double chin was visible as he sat in the grand tiger-skin-covered armchair.

He looked down from his lofty position, his eyes filled with a condescending superiority.

"I've heard about what happened between you and Viola," Oliver began slowly, his voice carrying the authority of someone in power. "It's just as well. A man as ordinary as you never deserved to be with my sister."

Barrett bowed and lowered his head, keeping his expression neutral, answering only with a soft murmur. He said nothing more.

Oliver sneered, his voice sharp as he reprimanded Barrett, "I never expected you to be so useless. You were made deputy commander of the Nightsteel Guard, yet you were dismissed. The entire Warren family is filled with incompetence. Your grandfather, may he rest in peace, must be turning in his grave after seeing you and your useless kin."

Barrett remained silent, though a vein throbbed on his forehead, betraying his anger.

"Don't even try to argue! Look at the kind of people coming out of your family. Then look at you-what has one woman done to you? Three women and you couldn't handle any of them. You've completely embarrassed us men."

At this point, Oliver was clearly pleased with himself.

He was surrounded by stunning beauties, one of whom was even carrying his child. Before her, he could have any woman he desired in the Southern Frontier. Women had always been the ones to seek his favor. That was why he looked down on Barrett.

a show of authority, he finally

of great importance," Barrett replied

smile flickering at the corners of his mouth. "Is that so? Then

raised his head slightly. "Are you referring

up on his intent. He sneered.

that name before, so I was confused. I just wanted to make sure you're talking about Mrs. Prince." "You're such a coward," Oliver sneered. "You say one

Barrett, yet he continued pressing for information about his

her. Has my family run into any trouble?

remembered hearing

that the

don't know about a money shortage, but I do know that Madam Prince has been ill for some time, and

quite high. They need clothes for all seasons, food, and other necessities. Their dowries and betrothal gifts need to be prepared

sell off property-shops,

his head. "No, I

didn't press the matter

some time. Do you know when the king plans to

never heard the king mention

frowned. "Then, what's your

I wouldn't dare speculate

and still not understand his mind?"