Chapter 1231

In the study of the Quinton family's main residence, the flickering light from two lamps cast a cold glow over Malcolm's face, making his expression one of deep gloom and fury.

"Who knows about this?" Malcolm asked, his voice tight with barely contained anger.

Though his control was still sufficient to keep him from losing his temper on the spot, his frustration was evident.

The Marquis of Glandale hesitated. He couldn't admit that his sister had already learned of the matter. Only now did he realize why she had insisted on not coming along. This situation, it seemed, was best kept as quiet as possible.

"No one knows. I heard Lord Gerald was covered with a tablecloth when he was brought out. It's likely only Lady Carissa saw his face," said Fabian.

Malcolm ground his teeth together. "She should never have seen it. If it were Deputy Commander Brown or Chief Lewis, it would be manageable. But her how are we supposed to move forward now? She will make it her mission to let everyone know about this."

Fabian hesitated, then said, "Perhaps not. If that were the case, she wouldn't have let Lord Gerald cover his face. No matter how angry she is with the Quinton family, she still has to consider King Sigmund's reputation."

Sigmund had more than one teacher. If the royal tutor's title were to be stripped, who could stop us? Never underestimate the pettiness and vindictiveness of women. A woman's revenge is far more

didn't know Carissa well enough, and given his involvement in this, even if he didn't believe she was the type to act out of malice, he wasn't willing to take any chances on her behalf. He still hoped

priority should be to rescue Lord Gerald. Your third brother's son, Lord Logan, has already become a prince consort, hasn't he? Princess Kiera is the younger sister of the Hell Monarch. If she could speak in

third brother was a simpleton, and Logan had lived at Inkwood Hall since he married. He often wandered off with Kiera on excursions, only returning occasionally to check

in, but asking Kiera for help would undoubtedly be more

nervously adding, "There is one more thing. The gentlemen's retreats have always been a venture I started with Eleanor, and this can be traced back. I'm not sure how the king will view it, especially since Lord Gerald

leaped to his feet, pointing a finger accusingly at

place running? Eleanor opened the gentlemen's retreats, and you still dared to operate it? And you didn't think to inform me that my dad went there Countless times? Now

found himself strangely relieved. While he didn't know how others would react, he had

now that he was furious, it meant that he understood the situation couldn't be swept under the rug. Gerald's frequent visits to the gentlemen's retreat were undeniable.

composure, Fabian forced a smile. "Lord Malcolm, anger is of no use now. The important thing is to resolve this issue. As for what happens next, I'll follow your lead entirely. How

Seeing Fabian's shameless

long abandoned honorable paths in favor of underhanded schemes.

Fabian was right about one thing-rescuing Gerald was the

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