Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 1384

Celeste's

fists tightened, and there was a sharp glint in her eyes. "That's why I say the heavens are unfair. How could this happen?"

"You said it yourself-it's all about one's birth. Even the woman you call an old hag also comes from a noble family," Carissa replied calmly, her voice carrying a subtle sense of superiority.

Celeste hated that attitude more than anything, for it reminded her of Eleanor-the one who stood in the clouds while Celeste could only crawl in the dust below. Her anger flared, her chest rising and falling sharply.

"So what if she's of noble birth? She was still rejected by her own husband," Celeste taunted.

"Mr. Prince? She never cared for him at all," Carissa said dismissively. "It's only you who treats him like some precious gem."

"He's no gem to me, he's a waste of space," Celeste spat, her expression hardening.

Carissa smiled contemptuously. "What I know isn't quite like that. You even had a child with him. Knowing full well that desertion is a grave crime, you followed him without hesitation. I've seen enough people like you people who say one thing and do another."

"Ha, so you want to trick me? Fine. Yes, I loved him. I couldn't stop myself

"Alright, you caught me. But it doesn't really matter. I was just going through the motions. The scribe will write the confession we need, and I'll be able to file my report." Celeste sucked in a

said, "It's not framing-it's the truth. Mr. Prince embezzled military funds because you incited him to do so. He deserted his post, which was your idea too. After he fled, you ordered his men to steal his wealth

you dare twist the truth! I didn't make him do anything! He's the one who embezzled the military funds because he wanted to indulge in pleasures.

treated them like slaves, not even giving them decent food. They were angry and all did was help them get a bit of profit. And no, he's not dead We didn't take all the money. Wedeft him one hundred silver coins to raise his child. He's

to do many foolish things in the

didn't warrant

him, or even plotted to steal from him and murder him-then there was no way she could keep

Carissa's eyes, she realized she had

that high-born ladies are just as good at manipulating others. In that case, why do you look down

her face, returning to her usual calm demeanor. "I don't look down

high horses, make me sick. Stop

bowl of soup or a cup of coffee. Spare me the act. You're just using them to boost your reputation, but you won't succeed. Sooner or later, someone will see

her chair, pushing it